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Jenny Jenkins 104 Walloping Window Blind, The 36Jim Along Jo 69 Yard of Pudding, The 7 INTRODUCTION There are two kinds of nonsense songs: those that make sense and those thatdon't. Nonsense songs make sense when they are songs about nonsense. Theirtales, descriptions or arguments may be outrageously incredible, extravagantor preposterous sheer nonsense. But they are intelligible. We are not at aloss as to what they say. Sometimes what they say is deliberately confusing. Butwe are alert to the confusion; we can puzzle over it, and feel superior. Some-times what they say may prove very sensible indeed. Thus "A Yard of Pudding"teaches the logical principle that anything true of all members of a group is alsotrue of some unlikely members. The silent hero of "Barney" departs for reasonswith which we can readily sympathize. Even a tall tale like "Row De Dow DeDunfer" makes us pause over the nature of verifiable evidence. Sensible nonsense song may of course resemble simple humorous song, or itmay resemble nonsense verse. What distinguishes it is a critical dependenceon music. The contour of a tune may force a non sequitur in the song text.Rhythmic balance may require a rhyme or an extra syllable out of turn. Thus thetune structure makes Pennsylvane-eye-ay rhyme in just so many syllables with"Peter Gray," in defiance of its usual pronunciation. What this amounts to is that musical sense and language sense do not followthe same processes. Psychologically they do not match; they are incommensura-ble. When words or the sounds of words are made to follow musical patternsrather then their own, the meanings of the words come out funny. Yet our habitsof thinking in words lead us to seek their normal references and meanings justthe same. The result is that special kind of imaginative humor called nonsense,and nonsense in turn is most delightful when the musical logic of a good tunemakes any incongruities in the sense of the words seem natural and right. In-stinctively we recognize when literal discrepancy is justified by an appropriatelilt, and that lilt accounts for most of the hypnotic fascination that nonsense

songs have had for young people of any age range. Nonsense songs show howpoetic rhythm and rhyme originated in melody. The dominance of music over language forms is more elemental and moreobvious in the second kind of nonsense songs, which are not about nonsense butwhich rather consist of nonsense. Whether the texts here are formed entirely ofnonsense syllables or partly of what appear to be real words that are removedfrom any reliable reference, the emphasis lies wholly on the sonorous or musicalquality of word sounds, so that only the sound and fury of language remains,while nothing signifies. Melodious vowel formants and rhythmic consonantclicks are shaped into music-like sequences of singsong syllables. Try singinga short declarative sentence about anything at all to a phrase from a simpledance tune. You will probably find that something like "rum, tee turn, tee turn"is needed to complete it, and perhaps "hi-oh, and a dumbledee dum" as a parallelline. Some such combinations as the rum-and-tea mentioned may drift momentarilyover into unexpected word forms of a given language. Normal usages of thelanguage familiar to the singer may also delimit and guide the kinds of syl-lables commonly trolled. But so surely do nonsense syllables serve a purelymusical function that when they do occasionally congeal into true words, or eveninto groups of words, these seem accidental, irrelevant, misplaced, and cor-respondingly ludicrous. I dread the day when some zealous psychiatrist subjectsthe text of "Barbara Totally High" to analysis in depth, when it is no more thana convenient set of vocalizations to an asymmetrical round. In practice, the two kinds of nonsense songs cannot be separated sharply, for

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both trends pervade the same songs. Some of the typical nonsense song is about nonsense and some consists of nonsense. Thus most nonsense songs have re- frains or interlinear fillers of nonsense syllables, and many contain little else. But a song like "The Three Sisters" presents a more or less connected story interspersed with extraneous jingling "pronounces" (or nonsense), while "Sally Goodin" has more likely just grown out of foot-tapping improvisations into seem- ingly intelligible patter. The traditional nonsense song is by nature free and easy, impudent and imaginative, and any rule prescribed could only become an incentive to its transgression. Syllable play would be wasted on "Handy Andy" or under the tale of "The Danbury Mare." Where do nonsense songs come from, particularly those in this first compre- hensive collection? Why, they are traditional, which in honest translation means that we shall forever wonder. They have just been sung around casually by any- one who enjoyed singing them, and people still learn them mostly by hearing them and unavoidably singing along. Folklorists call this oral tradition, which means they haven't yet proved to what extent each song was spread in print, music hall, school, recording or broadcast, and until they face up to it there is still time to spin romantic theories about homespun art.

The traditional nonsense song, like all true folk song, may have originated anywhere, most often full-blown as the creation of an individual, who in turn borrowed heavily from previous tradition. The eventual forms taken by a song result from selective preservation and variation, orally but also in stage per- formance and print, of what somebody took up as a good idea. Anyone feels free to sing such a song in his own way, to make unwitting changes besides, and to call all other versions wrong. So everybody participates in the process of dif- ferentiation and growth of the song, except the self-conscious folklorist, who refuses to intervene. (A folklorist is an animated recording-machine accessory that filters out the fun others are having, the better to register its outward ac- cidents of form. Let two boys choose up sides for a game of ball, and a folk- lorist will come along to set it down and spoil the game.) The songs in this collection are traditional among English-speaking people, mainly in the United States. Many if not most of them have appeared in print, one way or another. Only the unwary will tick off those not immediately recog- nized. Yet neither words nor tunes have appeared previously in precisely these forms, which are, of course, the only right ones. I don't hold with editors who abdicate editorial judgment or who take being objective to mean lacking ob- jective. These are tunes and lines to have fun with, singing. To give in detail where and how each of the songs in this collection originated and in what variety of forms it has been known would require another book much larger than this, and would interest only specialists; people who just enjoy sing- ing together wouldn't read it. A proper bibliography alone would run to several thousand items, and would deprive scholars of their favorite sport. It would make no sense to do that, but go ahead check up on me. Nonsense songs reflect a range of impulses and activities that defy simple classification. Some are dance tunes which have been deedled until their vocalized rhythms vaguely resemble words or perhaps the sounds of instruments. Some are tall tales or insy-versies, with absurd embellishments and fanciful tangents. Many portray animals acting almost as foolishly as people. Some are satires on serious ballads or parodies on humbug, false sentimentality or pre- tended malevolence. "Clementine" heads a bevy of unlovelies whose model is the immortal Katisha. The trouble with most collegiate nonsense songs is not that they are so uppity-clever, but that they rarely carry memorable tunes. chief principle in selecting and assembling these songs has been musical My quality and appeal. A nonsense song must have a sprightly tune capable of inviting and supporting endless repetition without growing raucous or unfriendly. (I hope nobody notices my inclusion of a few decidedly gloombrious items: Such also form the stuff of nonsense.) Musicians in particular may observe that the

knonsense song provides the only kind of music to which aesthetic notions aboutpure form can conceivably apply. Such pure extract of musical form devoid ofsubstance is in fact a wholly nonsensical concept, and this book therefore oughtto be the first to explore it properly. But I have yet to discover a nonsense songwithout human and humane relevance, for who would sing it? The versions of the songs in this collection have been chosen and reworkedfrom among diverse occasional and often careless treatments of the texts andtunes. It has not made sense to honor old misprints, forgetfulness, conventional-ity or kindred errors in nonsense songs above their core of poetic and musicalimagery. Enough of slipshod gleanings of any and every bit of song doggerel thatis not nailed down. In spite of TV standards, one may have a conscience aboutways of having fun. I have been critical about songs and song elements thatreflect merely transient or dubious fashions. I have sought to compile full,chortling texts and laughing tunes that people like to live with. I have not limitedthe guitar chordings to routines or makeshifts. In particular I have carefullyweighed the positive roots of certain nineteenth-century minstrel cliches, ofundoubted popular style and origin, against their forced and unfunny lampoons ofsocial groups. Not musical or poetical or even theatrical purposes, but only thesorriest commercial incentives, can have been responsible for the tawdry ex-ploitation of imaginative elements in early American Negro song for the mockingof their authors. Making fun of anyone goes against the grain of nonsense songs,for their good spirits come alive only where people have healthy fun together. As with my earlier Dances From Woodland and The Abelard Folksong Book, Iam much beholden here for some song material, and even more for cordial good-time attitudes, to my friends and neighbors of the Catskill Mountains of New YorkState; specifically to Latius and Mary Avery, Elwyn Davis, Sarah Decker, GeorgeEdwards, Frank Joy, Celia Kelder, Ernie Sager, Harry Siemsen, Mike Todd,Aaron Van De Bogart and George Van Kleeck. But none of these kind peoplebears any blame for the results. Sine merrily, sing lustily, and have fun! .. _ , Norman CazdenrThree Craw New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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2 The first craw, he couldna find his maw,

He couldna find his maw ('Tis a warm night), The first craw, he couldna find his maw On a cold and a frosty mornin'.

3 The second craw, he couldna flee at a',

He couldna flee at a' ('Tis a warm night), The second craw, he couldna flee at a' On a cold and a frosty mornin'.

4 The third craw, he toombled off the wa',

He toombled off the wa' ('Tis a warm night), The third craw, he toombled off the wa' On a cold and a frosty mornin'.

5 The fourth craw, he wasna there at a'

He wasna there at a' ('Tis a warm night), The fourth craw, he wasna there at a' On a cold and a frosty mornin'.

6 And that's a' I ken about the craw,

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On a cold and a frosty mornin'.

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T Uncle Charlie New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN 07 G D G

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2 Having lunch one afternoon,

He thought he was a serving spoon, Wondered why it was so hard To dip himself in the mustard jar. [Refrain]

3 Lying awake one windy night,

He thought he was a paper kite; Didn't find out he was no such thing Till he tried to fly without the string. [Refrain]

4 Once he thought he was a cake,

Into the oven he set to bake; Climbed out long before he was done: He'd forgotten to put his frosting on. [Refrain]

5 Uncle Charlie thought how nice

Itwas to be a can of beer on ice, But he complained he had some doubt How he'd pour himself all out. [Refrain]

6 Once Uncle Charlie felt quite ill,

He thought he was a vitamin pill; Took some water and ate some bread, Never managed to swallow his head. [Refrain]

7 One hot day, when the snow was cool,

He thought he was a counter stool; But he risked a sad mishap When he tried to sit upon his lap. [Refrain]

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Susie Q New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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1 Oh, my Susie is the prettiest girl that ever you will see, For she charms the frogs, the cats and dogs, likewise the honeyhee. Everybody loves my Susie, and the others love her too, But you ought to see my Susie when she does the Susie Q.

Refrain [twice]: Give it a nip up, hop up, hoop de dooden doo, You ought to see my Susie when she does the Susie Q.

2 It was on a summer evening, when the snow was rather high,

That I went to see my Susie, and the tear was in my eye;

Then she said, "My dear, my duck- eye-dear, a hoop de dooden doo!" And she took to dancipation with a rattling of her shoe. [Refrain]

3 Now my Susie's in the kitchen for a shelling out the peas,

While the monkey's in the parlor for a tasting of the cheese, So we'll play upon the fiddle, and we'll play upon the drum, And we'll play upon your sympathy; Oh, Susie, can't you come? [Refrain]

4 How doth the busy little bee delight to bark and bite ? For gathers honey all the day, but I meet mine at night. it

2 Timmy Tyes, wondrous wise,

Steps into a puddle, Slips and flails his arms about And splatters himself with muddle. [Refrain]

3 Timmy Tyes, wondrous wise,

Fights at every meeting, Rolls up his sleeves and takes a stance To catch himself a beating. [Refrain]

4 Timmy Tyes, wondrous wise,

Knows what he is after, If you stop by and tickle him, He'll explode with laughter. [Refrain]

5 Timmy Tyes, wondrous wise,

Timmy is a wonder, Puts his things on inside out And never makes a blunder. [Refrain]

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The Ballad of Hennery Whiie New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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Come all you people forlorn and pale,

And you shall hear of a dismal tale; It's all about young Hennery White, Who was his patients' sole delight. Tiddy fol lol lol bim, Skiddy ki di dol bim, Who was his parients' sole delight.

Hennery was a cobbuler by trade,

It was soon he had his fortune made, Till he fell in love with Pollyanna Green, The prettiest maid that never was seen. Tiddy fol lol lol bim, Skiddy ki di dol bim, The prettiest maid that never was seen.

But when his suit she did deny,

He into a taverrin went to cry, And there the brew made him so sick, He thought to pizen her with arsenic. Tiddy fol lol lol bim, Skiddy ki di dol bim, He thought to pizen her with arsenic.

To pizen her straightforth he was verily loth,

So he mixed it in some sheepshead broth, Which she did eat, while she was able, Till she fell dead beneath the table. Tiddy fol lol lol bim, Skiddy ki di dol bim, Till she fell dead beneath the table.

One night when he lay fast asleep,

He plainnelly saw the ghost of a sheep, And unto him it dole-le-fully said: "What have you done with my poor head?" Tiddy fol lol lol bim, Skiddy ki di dol bim, "What have you done with my poor head?"

Now all young men unmarried,

Take warning by Hennery White that's dead: Ifhe never had done that sheep any wrong, He might have been here to sing this song. Tiddy fol lol lol bim, Skiddy ki di dol bim, He might have been here to sing this song.

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kThe Yard Of Pudding New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 It's hard to drink through a broken nose;

When we have no money we are apt to be sad; People lacking feet have very few toes; Some crazy fellows may become quite mad.

Refrain: With a fol dee rol and a didderrum, a put, A yard of pudding is bigger than a foot, With a fol dee rol and a didderrum, a hi! That's the truth, we never tell a lie.

2 Now seagulls seldom wear their gloves on Sunday;

Sailors often never learn to fly; Competition makes for very poor ice-cream, Not because the monument is high. [Refrain]

3 Most pork is generally made from pigs;

That gun is over-large for shooting flies; Lawyers may find themselves involved in cases; Ketchup isn't tasty used in apple pies. [Refrain]

4 A dog with a wooden leg buys hardly any shoes;

It's usually pleasant when you take a girl out; We'll probably live until we die, But not many know what this is all about. [Refrain]

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'Badger Hill New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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[ J n s=F Cj i-TJTJ j JiJT^a 1 One fine day I went to the mill, And I got stuck on Badger Hill; I hawed my horses, and I gee'd my cart,

But to save my soul, I couldn't get a start!

Refrain [twice]: Oh, where you come from, help a body down, Oh, a wagonful of corn meal, turn yourself around.

2 There was a frog, lived in yonder spring,

The water was so wet that he couldn't swim; Hitched his tail to an elm-tree stump, And he hollered, and he bellered, but still he couldn't jump! [Refrain]

Applesaucey with a pumpkin pie,

Away down South, where banana yams grow,

A flea stepped on an elephant's toe; The elephant cried, with tears in his eyes, "Why don't you pick on a feller your size?" [Refrain]

Big foot up and the little foot down,

Honors to your partners and swing them all around; Cornstalk fiddle and a shoestring bow, If this isn't dancing, show you how. [Refrain]

Horse and a flea and the three blind mice

Sat on a curbstone, chewing on the ice; Then the horse slipped, and fell on the flea: "Whoops!" said the flea, "That's a horse on me! " [Refrain]

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The Little Wood New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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Now once upon a time there was a Now on this twig there was a little leaf, wood, little The finest little leaf you ever did see, The finest little wood you ever did see, And the leaf was on the twig, And the wood just stood And the twig was on the branch, As a little wood should And the branch was on the tree, While the green grass grew all And the tree was in the wood, around, all around, And the wood just stood While the green grass grew all around. As a little wood should While the green grass grew all Now in this wood there was a around, all around, little tree, While the green grass grew all around. The finest little tree you ever did see, And the tree was in the wood, Now on this leaf there was a little nest,

And the wood just stood The finest little nest you ever did see, As a little wood should And the nest was on the leaf, While the green grass grew all And the leaf was on the twig. .

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While the green grass grew all around. Now in this nest there was a little egg, Now on this tree there was a little branch, The finest little egg you ever did see, The finest little branch you ever did see, And the egg was in the nest, And the branch was on the tree, And the nest was on the leaf. . .

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And the wood just stood As a little wood should Now in this egg there was a little bird,

While the green grass grew all The finest little bird you ever did see, around, all around, And the bird was in the egg, While the green grass grew all around. And the egg was in the nest. . .

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The finest little twig you ever did see, feather,

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j .n i J'j ^f>^u a 1 You ought to see my Cindy, Her face is of the ruddiest, She lives a way down South, Her hair a chestnut brown, And she's so sweet, the honey bees Her eyes just like a thunder cloud Swarm around her mouth. Before the rain comes down. [Refrain]

Refrain: 6 She kissed me and she hugged me,

Get along home, Cindy, Cindy, She called me sugar plum; Get along home, She threw her arms around me, Get along home, Cindy, Cindy, And I thought my time had come. [Refrain] I'll marry you some day.

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2 The first I saw my Cindy, A-hanging on a tree, She was standing in the door, And every time that Cindy passed, Her shoes and stockings in her hand She 'd take a bite of me. [Refrain] And her feet all over the floor. [Refrain] 8 I wish I had a needle 3 She took me to the parlor, As fine as I could sew, She cooled me with her fan, I'dsew that girl to my coat tail She said I was the prettiest thing And down the road I'd go. [Refrain] In the shape of mortal man. [Refrain] 9 Now when I see my Cindy, 4 Oh, Cindy is a pretty girl, Sometimes I have a notion Yes, Cindy is a peach; I'd love to kiss such a pretty little girl,

She threw her arms around my neck Stop making such commotion. [Refrain] And hung on like a leech. [Refrain]

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Calico Pie New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA20EN

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1 Calico pie, the little birds fly

Down to the calico tree, Their wings so blue that they sing, tillaloo, And they never come back to me, to me, And they never come back to me.

2 Calico jam, the little fish swam

Over the calico sea, He doffed his hat to the sole and the sprat, And he never came back to me, to me, And he never came back to me,

3 Calico fun, the little mice run

To dress in time for tea, Then, flipperty flup, they drink it all up, And never come back to me, to me, And they never come back to me.

4 Calico drum, the grasshoppers come

With the butterfly, beetle and bee, Over the ground with a hop and a bound, And they never come back to me, to me, And they never come back to me.

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Hi Ho Jerum New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN D Em7 A D

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Marlene went walking down the street while wearing a little green hat, Marlene went walking down the street while wearing a little green hat, And some were driving busses, and some were driving cars, And the G is silent, as in "fish," Dilly-o, a rinktum, a laddie.

A man, he had a golf club that hit two tees at once,

A man, he had a golf club that hit two tees at once, And some were baking apples, and some were baking pears, And the Q is pronounced as in "electricity," Dilly-o, a rinktum, a laddie.

Now what became of Marlene, and what became of the club?

Now what became of Marlene, and what became of the club? For some were watching the ball game, and some were clocking ties, And the B is there, as in "humming" or in "honey," Dilly-o, a rinktum, a laddie.

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Duralaydeo New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA20EN

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of the west, To my duraling, duralaydeo; He courted a maid who was none of the best,

Re/rain: To my dura, lura, biggledy nura, Jiggledy duralaydeo.

2 She went to bed at eleven o'clock,

To my duraling, duralaydeo, And she wrestled the moon from the chimney top. [Refrain]

3 She dressed herself into swaggery

clothes, To my duraling, duralaydeo, And down to Manhattan Island she goes. [Refrain]

4 She sat on the lawn till she caught

a trout, To my duraling, duralaydeo, And then on the rocks she went flapping about. [Refrain]

5 The doctor told her to stand on her

toes, To my duraling, duralaydeo; She stood on her toes, and she tweaked his nose. [Refrain]

6 There's a crust of bread upon the

shelf, To my duraling, duralaydeo; If you want any more, you may sing it yourself. [Refrain]

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The Gollycully New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA20EN

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Now you take a gollycully for the turkey soup,

And you take a gollycully for the trolley, I'll tell you of the scrape I had To win my loverly Molly. I asked her, would she take a ride With me, when the wind was steady, She jumped up high and cracked her heels, And declared that she was ready.

Refrain: It'll never do to give it up so, It'll never do to give it up, eo get the axe. I t'll never do to give it up so long, Go get the gollycully, go get the axe, It'll never do to give it up so.

On down the river and up the creek,

My boat soon ran a grounder, When a pine log rolled right to the brim And stove both ends in 'round her. I turned about to look for Moll, And never shall forgotten To see her making horseshoe tracks All across the sandy bottom. [Refrain]

And then I saw my gollycully cross the bridge

So she wouldn't get her feet wet, Well, Molly would have crossed that bridge, But the bridge, it wasn't built yet. Once our old horse fell down the well That was down behind the stable, Well, that old horse didn't fall clear down, Just as far as he was able. [Refrain]

I met with a catfish coming downstream;

I asked that catfish, why so mean? Said the catfish, mind what you're about! And I turned that gollycully inside out. For when I was but a little boy,

I liked to go in swimming, But now I am a bigger boy,

I'd rather go with wimmen. [Refrain]

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. 15 The Ee-Rye-Ee Canal

1 We were forty miles from Albany,

Forget it I never shall, What a terrible storm we had that night On the Ee-rye-ee Canal.

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Till we get to Buffalo, oh woe,

Till we get to Buffalo.

2 We were loaded down with barley,

We were chucking full of rye, And the captain, he looked down on me With a wicked gleam in his eye. [Refrain]

3 The cook, she dropped her bucket of broth,

She let her ladle fall, For the waves were running mountainous On the Ee-rye-ee Canal. [Refrain]

4 The captain then came up on the deck

With a spyglass in his hand, But the fog, it was so 'tarnal thick That he couldn't spy the land. [Refrain]

5 The sky was rent asunder

By an eerie lightning flash; While above there rattled thunder, At the bow came a horrible splash. [Refrain]

6 All hands leaped forward, then sprang aft

The mainsheet for to haul,

7 The cook, she wore a red petticoat,

For want of a better dress; We hoisted her upon the mast As a signal of distress. [Refrain]

8 Now the girls are in the Police Gazette,

And the crew are all in jail; And I'm the only sea-cook's son That's left to tell the tale. [Refrain]

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Barbara Totally High New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Our kangaroo is a pretty little bird,

But he finds an oyster fry absurd; He spreads green cheese on a butterfly; That kangaroo is apt to die.

Refrain: Now Jennie, get that hoe-cake done, for one, Now Jennie, get that hoe-cake done.

2 A salesman came with a stallment plan

When my wife, she felt like a cross old hen; She pecked his eyes out to the bone And told him to look nine ways for home. [Refrain]

3 A second-story man came to our house,

He lifted a window still as a mouse, He stole our piano and our pet seal, And then he stole across the field. [Refrain] copyright 1961 by MELODY TRAILS, INC.. New York, N. Y. 17 -

Tom Queer New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN Em7 A Em7 Dm

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1 There's an uncommon fellow, his 4 Tom Queer acts so strangely when

name is Tom Queer; you give him some meat, If he weren't elsewhere, he'd For, if he is hungry, he will set surely be here. down and eat; He was born in the earliest part If you offer him water when he may of his life, be dry, And he never was married till he It will probably run down his throat took a wife. by and by. [Refrain]

Refrain: 5 Tom Queer has a liking to dwell

With a down, down, down, derry on dry ground, down. And isn't he lucky that he never was drowned? 2 His face is the oddest there ever Whenever he's healthy, he's fine has been, for a spell, For his mouth runs across, twixt But when he gets sick, he is not his nose and his chin. very well. [Refrain] Whenever he's talking, he uses his voice, 6 Tom Queer, may he live from his And with it he often makes some birth till his death! sort of noise. [Refrain] He never will die till he runs out of breath, 3 Tom Queer has an arm on each side And then he'll be buried in the of his chest, graveyard to molder: But they rarely are working when If he lives a year longer, he'll be he takes a rest; a year older. [Refrain] And he has two legs, which are fastened so neat To his hips, and attached at ends are his feet. [Re/rain]

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18e Eddy stone Light New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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Jjjm pp pp | rr ^ S)-"** P 1 My was the keeper of the father Eddystone Light, He married a mermaid one fine night. From this union there came three, A porgy, and a porpoise, and theP^P^ other was me.

Re/rain: Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, Oh, for a life on the rolling sea!

2 One night, as I was trimming of the glim

And singing a verse of the evening hymn, A voice on the starboard shouted, "Ahoy!" And there was my mother, a-sitting on a buoy. [Refrain]

3 "Oh, where are the rest of my

children three?" My mother then did ask of me. "One was exhibited as a talking fish, The other served up in a chafing dish." [Refrain]

4 Then the phosphorus flashed in her

seaweed hair; When I looked again, my mother wasn' t there. But a voice came echoing back through the night, "That for the keeper of the Eddy- stone Light! " [Refrain]

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1 Si and were going to the Fair,

Si was kicked in the shin;

Si said I'll get even with the Fair, So we bought ten tickets, but we didn't go in.

2 Si and I were going on a ferry,

Si was pushed by a horse; Si said I'll get even with the ferry, So we bought ten tickets, but we swam across.

3 Si and I went out to the airport,

Si caught a cinder in his eye; Si said I'll get even with the airport, So we bought ten tickets, but we didn't fly.

4 Si and I parked at a meter,

Si found the pointer was stuck; Si said I'll get even with the meter, So we put dimes in for all the rest of the block.

The Dipsycola New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Put your right hand in, 3 Put your both hands in, Put your right hand out, Put your both hands out, Put your right hand in, Put your both hands in, And you wiggle it all about, And you wiggle them all about, [etc.] Now you do the coca-cola, Then you do the pepsi-cola, 4 Put your head in, [eta.] Now you do the dipsycola And you turn yourself about. 5 Put your right foot in, [etc]

2 Put your left hand in, 6 Put your left foot in, [efc] Put your left hand out, Put your left hand in, 7 Put your both feet in, [efc] And you wiggle it all about, Now you do the coca-cola, 8 Put your right hip in, [etc.] Then you do the pepsi-cola, Now you do the dipsycola 9 Put your left hip in, [efc.] And you turn yourself about. 10 Put your both hips in, [etc]

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r Bannity Dan New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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@ copyright 1961 by MELODY TRAILS, INC., New York,

Now Bannity Dan is my front name,

And happen my last name is the same, I come from a land far over the seas

Where oysters and clams grow on apple trees.

I've gone ten years without vittles or rest While trying to find a dooleybird nest, But all I've found is a crab having fits, And a gray-headed beetle gone out of his wits.

Now Bannity Dan is my front name,

And happen my last name is the same, I met an old woman, so stylish was she

That she lived on burnt matches and coolibah tea.

I told her how poor such a diet must be,

And she tossed her hair with a fiddle-eye- fee;

She walloped her cat, and she shaved off its tail For casting such glances into my milk pail.

Now Bannity Dan is my front name,

And happen my last name is the same, I once knew a codfish, could not wink his eye,

His mouth was so twisted, he couldn't tell why;

So I up with a jeep, set it down on his head, Which made him so mournful, he took to his bed, Then I fixed him some broth; it was not wet enough, Being made of shoe polish and flavored with snuff.

Now Bannity Dan is my front name,

And happen my last name is the same, I met with a woman who wrote to the king

That she hadn't a finger to put on a ring,

So they tickled a hole in her toe instead, And they found that it gave her a cold in her head; But she thanked the mailman with laughter so clear, Then she picked up her marbles, skipped off on her ear.

2 I'll find another one prettier than you, 11 When I go a-courtin', I'll take two, I'll find another one prettier than you, When I go a-courtin', I'll take two, I'll find another one prettier than you, When I go a-courtin', I'll take two, Skip to my lou, my darling. Skip to my lou, my darling.

9 My girl wears a number nine shoe,

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In The Field So Early New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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In the field, in frost and snow, , In the field, near ponds and lakes, In the field so early, In the field so early, There we go to milk the cows, There we watch the ducks and There we milk them cheerily drakes, With a moo moo here, a moo moo There we watch them cheerily there, With a quackapack here, a quacka- Here a moo, there a moo, every- pack there, where a moo moo, Here a quack, there a quack, Bonnie lassie, come along with me everywhere a quackapack, In the field so early. Chickachick here, a chickachick there, In the field, all near the fence, Here a chick, there a chick, every- In the field so early, where a chickachick, There we go to ruffle the hens, Cluckachuck here, a cluckachuck There we ruffle them cheerily there, With a cluckachuck here, a clucka- Here a chuck, there a chuck, chuck there, everywhere a cluckachuck, Here a chuck, there a chuck, Moo moo here, a moo moo there, everywhere a cluckachuck, Here a moo, there a moo, every- Moo moo here, a moo moo there, where a moo moo, Here a moo, there a moo, every- Bonnie lassie, come along with me where a moo moo, In the field so early. Bonnie lassie, come along with me In the field so early. In the field, hard by the rocks, In the field so early, In the field, along the creek, There we cram the turkey cocks, In the field so early, There we cram them cheerily There we go to feed the chicks, With a gibble gobble here, a gibble There we feed them cheerily gobble there, With a chickachick here, a chicka- Here a gobble, there a gobble, chick there, everywhere a gibble gobble, Here a chick, there a chick, every- Quackapack here, a quackapack where a chickachick, there. . . [etc.] Cluckachuck here, a cluckachuck Bonnie lassie, come along with me there, In the field so early. Here a chuck, there a chuck, everywhere a cluckachuck, Moo moo here, a moo moo there, Here a moo, there a moo, every- where a moo moo, Bonnie lassie, come along with me In the field so early.

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In the field, before we reap, In the field, and not very far,In the field so early, In the field so early,There we go to shear the sheep, There we drive our two-tone car,There we shear them cheerily There we drive so cheerilyWith a beah beah here, a beah With a rattle ping here, a rattle beah there, ping there,Here a beah, there a beah, every- Here a rattle, there a rattle, every- where a beah beah, where a rattle ping,Gibble gobble here, a gibble gob- Groink oink here, a groink oink gle there . . . [efc.] there. . . [etc.]Bonnie lassie, come along with me Bonnie lassie, come along with meIn the field so early. In the field so early.

In the field of rye and oats,

In the field so early,There we go to tend the goats,There we tend them cheerilyWith a meah meah here, a meah meah there,Here a meah, there a meah, every- where a meah meah,Beah beah here, a beah beah there. . . [efc]Bonnie lassie, come along with meIn the field so early.

In the field, down near the bogs, 10 In the field, when it's hardly light,In the field so early, In the field so early,There we go to stuff the hogs, There we meet our heart's delight,There we stuff them cheerily There we meet so cheerilyWith a groink oink here, a groink With a kiss a miss here, a kiss a oink there, miss there,Here a groink, there a groink, Here a kiss, there a kiss, every- everywhere a groink oink, where a kiss a miss,Meah meah here, a meah meah Rattle ping here, a rattle ping there. [efc] . . there [efc] . . .

Bonnie lassie, come along with me Bonnie lassie, come along with meIn the field so early. In the field so early.

25Cape Cod Girls New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

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1 Cape Cod girls, they have no combs,

Heave away, heave, away, They comb their hair with codfish bones, We are bound for Australia.

2 Cape Cod boys, they have no sleds,

Heave away, heave away, They slide down hills on codfish heads, We are bound for Australia. [Refrain]

3 Cape Cod doctors use no pills,

Heave away, heave away, They give their patients codfish gills, We are bound for Australia. [Refrain]

4 Cape Cod cats, they have no tails,

Heave away, heave away, They blew away in northeast gales, We are bound for Australia. [Refrain]

5 Cape Cod roosters never crow,

Heave away, heave away, They can't see the hens in a northeast blow, We are bound for Australia. [Refrain]

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Forty -Eight Bottles New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

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1 There were forty-eight bottles

hanging on the wall, Forty-eight bottles a-hanging on the wall. And if one of those bottles should accidentally fall, There'd be forty-seven bottles a- hanging on the wall.

2 There were forty-seven bottles

hanging on the wall, Forty-seven bottles a-hanging on the wall. And ifone of those bottles should accidentally fall, There'd be forty-six bottles a- hanging on the wall.

[continue similarly to:]

47 There were two bottles hanging on

the wall, Two bottles a-hanging on the wall. And one of those bottles should if

accidentally fall, There'd be only one bottle a-hang- ing on the wall.

48 There was one bottle hanging on

the wall, One bottle a-hanging on the wall. And if that lonesome bottle should accidentally fall, There wouldn't be any bottles a- hanging on the wall.

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The Swapping Song New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Oh, when I was a little boy, \ lived 7 So I swapped that mare and I got by myself, me a cow, And all the bread and cheese I got, And in that trade I was just learn- I laid up on the shelf. ing how. [Refrain]

Refrain: 8 I swapped that cow and I got me a

Come a wing, wong, waddle calf,

ding, And in that trade I just lost half.

A John fair faddle ding, [Refrain] A Jackstraw straddle ding, A long ways home 9 I swapped that calf and I got me a

To my wing, wong, waddle sheep,

ding, And in that trade I must have been A John fair faddle ding, asleep. [Refrain] A Jackstraw straddle ding, A long ways home. 10 I swapped that sheep and I got me a hen, 2 The rats and the mice soon led me And wasn't that a pretty cluck I

such a life had then! [Refrain]

That I went off to Boston to find me a wife. [Refrain] 11 I swapped that hen and I got me a cat,

3 The streets weren't wide, and the I fed him and I pet him, but he

lanes so narrow wouldn't catch a rat.

I had to bring her home in an old [Refrain] wheelbarrow. [Refrain] 12 I swapped that cat and I got me a 4 Climbed a tree in the road, but the mole, limb wouldn't hold, And when I turned around, he went And down came my wheelbarrow, straight to his hole. wife and all. [Re/rain] [Refrain]

5 So I swapped my wife and I got me 13 Well, all of my swapping didn't

a horse, take very long,

But then I couldn't get my legs I soon had nothing left but this across. [Refrain] swapping song! [Refrain]

6 So I swapped that horse and I got

me a mare, She ate a ton of clams, wouldn't go anywhere. [Refrain]

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The Cute Car

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There was a little car, There was a little ribbon,

The cutest little car, The cutest little ribbon,

The cutest little car you ever did see, The cutest little ribbon you ever And the car was on the wheels, did see, And the wheels were on the ground, And the ribbon was on the hat, And the engine in the car made the And the hat was on the girl, wheels go round. And the girl was in the car, And the car was on the wheels, There was a little girl, And the wheels were on the ground, The cutest little girl, And the engine in the car made the The cutest little girl you ever did see, wheels go round. And the girl was in the car, And the car was on the wheels, There was a little feather, And the wheels were on the ground, The cutest little feather, And the engine in the car made the The cutest little feather you ever wheels go round. did see, And the feather was in the ribbon, There was a little hat, And the ribbon was on the hat, The cutest little hat, And the hat was on the girl, The cutest little hat you ever did see, And the girl was in the car, And the hat was on the girl, And the car was on the wheels, And the girl was in the car, And the wheels were on the ground, And the car was on the wheels, And the engine in the car made the And the wheels were on the ground, wheels go round. And the engine in the car made the wheels go round.

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Savin Rock New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 At Savin Rock there lives a whale,

And she eats pork chops by the bale, By the pillbox, by the suitcase, By the bathtub, by the schooner.

2 Her name is Lynn and she's a peach,

3 She's a hungry young girl, but when she smiles

You can see her teeth for a number of miles, And her adenoids, and her spare-ribs, And others too fierce to mention.

4 Now what can you do with a whale like that?

What can you do but stamp on your hat Or your toothbrush, or your boy-friend, Or anything equally helpless?

The Noble Duke Of York New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Oh, the noble Duke of York, 4 But if he were only a beagle,

He had ten thousand men, He'd fly those mountains through, He marched them up to the top of the hill, And he'd trade off his own true love And he marched them down again. For some rale old mountain dew.

2 And when they were up, they were up, 5 Oh, the noble Duke of York, And when they were down, they were down, He had ten thousand men, But when they were only halfway up, He marched them up to the top of the hill,

They were neither up nor down. And he marched them down again.

3 Now if he were only a rocket, 6 And when they were up, they were up, He'd search this wide world o'er; And when they were down, they were down, If his true love weren't on board the ship, But when they were only halfway up, He'd swing her on the floor. They were neither up nor down.

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Black-Eyed Susie

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fc it* P PP 1 All I want in this creation, Pretty little wife with a big plantation.

2 All I need to make me happy

Are two little boys to call me pappy.

[Refrain]

3 Love my wife, I love my baby,

Love my biscuit sopped in gravy. [Refrain]

4 Susie and the boys went huckleberry

picking, Boys got sassy and Susie got a licking. [Refrain] 10 Black-eyed Susie, 'cross the river, 5 Some got drunk and some got boozy, Has got my heart and part of my liver. I went home with Black-eyed Susie. [Refrain] [Refrain] 11 Danced all night with a hole in my hand 6 Black-eyed Susie's about half-grown, Looking for a girl that didn't have a man. She jumps on the boys like a dog on a [Refrain] bone. [Refrain] 12 Big dog bark and little one bite you, 7 Black-eyed Susie is a sunburnt daisy, Big girl court and little one slight you. If I don't get her, I'll go crazy. [Refrain] [Refrain] 13 Down that road, 'bout a mile and a 8 Iasked her to be my wife, quarter, And she came at me with a kitchen knife. Some old man's gonna lose his daughter. [Refrain] [Refrain]

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j i j j i j n m *=. m My Sairy Ann is the girl I love, Refrain: She's the sweetest ever seen; To my row, row, row, to my row, row, row Her torso measures four feet square, By the light of the silvery moon, so soon, She is my lissome queen; To my row, row, row, to my row, row, row She flails her kneecaps all about By the light of the silvery moon. When her elbows come untied; Her shoulders are built in the There's a mildew scent about her head, stairway style, Her face is close to her nose; Just seventeen inches wide. She has a silk and watery skin, And feet attached to her toes; She sports no waist around her belt, No fingers on her rings; Her voice is barely forty power, And her age so gaily sings. [Refrain]

She is freckled in her center eye,

And her other is dark green; Her ears are shaped for rainy days, With little space between; She's a permanented blonde, with straight black hair, Her bulbular legs make bows; She has scorching lashes of such pale pink, And a humpty-dumpty nose. [Refrain]

You will know her by her two front teeth

Of pearly white that're out; Her profile looks like a coffee pot, Her chin could be the spout; She wears a knitted petticoat, And a frown on her upper brow; Oh, fare you well, my Sairy Ann, I'm going to leave you now. [Refrain]

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Pop Goes The Weasel AD New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

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Refrain: A penny for a spool of thread, A penny for a needle, That's where all the money goes: Pop goes the weasel.

2 on, my two black sheep,

When night comes My hen and her eggs are fast asleep, But into her nest now, who should creep: Pop goes the weasel. [Refrain]

3 So form two lines as straight as a string

Dance in and out and three in a ring, Dive under like a duck, and sing: Pop goes the weasel. [Refrain]

4 The world and all the rest of mankind

combine Will ever in this step Where old and young and ourselves are jined: Pop goes the weasel. [Refrain]

5 Of all the dances that ever were planned

To galvanize the heel and hand, There's none that moves so gay and grand: Pop goes the weasel. [Refrain]

6 Now Billy used to shake with fear

For speaking out to his only dear, But, now he's dancing, in her ear: Pop goes the weasel. [Refrain]

7 I have no time to fiddle or sigh,

Ihave no time to wheedle, So kiss me quickly, or else goodbye: Pop goes the weasel. [Refrain]

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Dixieland New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA7.DEN

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Away down South, in the land of cotton,

We sang this song, and it's half forgotten, We did, next week, Now, why don't you believe me? The reason why it's hard to sing, We've had no chestnuts since last spring, Look-away, Let's agree She won't? Now, why does she? We'll never come back from Mobile, She said we're ahead, We've just come back from Mobile, And we don't care for any more coffee, It's a dry July, and Linda sells the feathers, It's a dry July, and Linda sells the feathers.

I used to live down on the farm,

And one cold night, when the sun was warm, I swiped some cheese: Take your

front paws off the table!

The farmer chased me, the floor was damp And he was seized by a painful cramp In his necktie, in his eyebrow, so why live in the stable? I've just come back from walking On a bicycle in a dither, I don't enjoy much walking And dare not try to set down, I

Hurree! Hurrah! She's quite a good

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Ilike to set down by the brookAnd take my line from off the hookAnd fish for clambakes, for fun, or vagrant sausages,And whenever I see the sign reads clear,No fishing when no fish are here,I dive twice more for fleas or other hossages,

I'm the very boldest huntress,

How near, my dear,Isometimes dig for mugwumpsWhen the semaphores are itchy: tiger! Are you dressed? Just tell me what's the difference? tiger! Are you dressed? Just tell me what's the difference?

1 once went aloft in a stray balloon

To some greenery from the moon, trimBut the moon wasn't full, would you rather it was foolisher?Now wouldn't you guess I'd had a drop?I fell, kerplop, in a barbershop,

Got a close shave and a pedicure,

that's all I care to tell you.I'd like to see more of youLast night, that light,You can tell me which way not to go,Just give me the wrong directionsAnd weep, my child: it was made in old Kentucky,And weep, my child: it was made in old Kentucky.

35 The Walloping Window Blind New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN 07 C

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jj ^pip A capital ship for an ocean trip 3 The captain sat on the commodore's Was the "Walloping Window Blind." hat No wind that blew dismayed her As he dined in a royal way crew, On toasted pigs, and pickles, and Or troubled the captain's mind. figs, The man at the wheel was made to And gunnery bread each day. feel The cook was Dutch, and behaved Contempt for the wildest blow-i-oh, as such, Though it often appeared, when the For the diet he served the crew-i- gale had cleared, yew That he'd been in his bunk below. Was number of tons of hot-cross a buns Refrain: Basted round with sugar and glue. So blow ye winds, hi-oh, [Refrain] A- sailing I will go; I'll stay no more on England's 4 We soon fell ill, as mariners will shore, On a diet so rare and rude. So let the music play-i-ay; We shivered and shook as we dipped I'm off on the morning train the cook To cross the raging main: In a tub of hisgloomeous food. I'm off to my love with a boxing But nautical pride we laid aside glove When we ran our ship ashore-i-yore Ten thousand miles away. On the Gulliby Isles, where the Poopoo smiles The bos'n's mate was very sedate, And the rubbidy ubdugs roar. Yet fond of amusement, too. [Refrain] He played Hop- Scotch with the starboard watch, While the bos'n tickled the crew. The gunner we had was apparently mad, For he sat on the after ray- i- ail And fired salutes with the captain's boots In the teeth of a boomly gale. [Refrain]

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Composed of sand was that fabled On rugbug bark, from dawn till land, dark, All trimmed with cinnamon straws, We dined, till we all had grown And so pink the hue in a close-up Uncommonly shrunk, when a Chinese view junk Of the twinkletoe teasel's claws. Came up from the Torriby Zone. We sat on the edge of a sandy ledge She was chubby and square, but And shot at the whistling bee-i-yee, we didn't much care While the ring-tailed bats wore As we cheerfully put to sea-i-yee; waterproof hats But half the crew stayed behind, to As they bathed in the shining sea. chew [Refrain] On the roots of the rugbug tree. [Refrain]

Madeline New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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My Madeline, she climbs right well,

Take a Mary linkum feedle; She can't climb like she used to climb, Take a Sary dinkum wheedle; So there she sits, just pitching stones Across the running water.

Refrain: With a Mary, Sary, a diddle and a bink With a jary fiddle-um tweedle.

My Madeline, she had a dream,

Take a Mary linkum feedle; She dreamed she sat up in a tree, Take a Sary dinkum wheedle, And there she ate a musharoom As large as any pumpkin. [Refrain]

My Madeline looks like a crane,

Take a Mary linkum feedle, Her hair so long and straggerly, Take a Sary dinkum wheedle; She says it's incon different, As it only hides her earrings. [Refrain]

The rain makes all things beautiful,

Take a Mary linkum feedle, The flowers and the grasses too, Take a Sary dinkum wheedle; If the rain makes all things beautiful, Why won't it rain on you, dear? [Refrain]

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Old Joe Clarke New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Iused to live on the mountain top,

But now I live i>n town; I'm staying at the big hotel, Come a-courtin' Betsy Brown.

2 Old Joe Clark, he had a house,

Was fifteen storeys high, And every room was in that house Was full of chicken pie. [Refrain]

3 Old Joe Clark had a yellow cat,

Could neither sing nor pray; She stuck her head in the buttermilk jug And washed her sins away. [Refrain]

4 Old Joe Clark, he had a mule

That he rode into town, And every tooth in that mule's head Was sixteen inches 'round. [Refrain]

5 Old Joe Clark, he had a cow

As never had been born; It takes a jaybird most of a week

To fly from horn to horn. [Refrain]

6 I went down to Old Joe Clark

And found him eating supper; I stubbed my toe on the table leg

And stuck my nose in the butter. [Refrain]

7 I went down to Old Joe Clark,

I found him sick in bed; Irammed my finger down his throat And pulled out a turkey head. [Refrain]

8 I went down to Old Joe Clark,

* But Old Joe wasn't in; I set right down on the red hot stove

And I got right up again. [Re/rain]

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9 I never did like Old Joe Clark, Don't think I ever shall; I never did like Old Joe Clark,

I always liked his gal. [Refrain]

10 I wish I had a candy box

To keep my sweetheart in;

I'd take her outand kiss her twice,

And put her back again. [Refrain]

11 The higher up the cherry tree,

The riper grows the berry; The more you hug and kiss the girls, The sooner they will marry. [Refrain]

The Beeier New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

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^ Did you ever see a beezer, Did you ever see a pinkin', A beezer, a beezer, A pinkin', a pinkin', Did you ever see a beezer? Did you ever see a pinkin'? I'll tell you what to do: I'll tell you what to do:

Just never stop to please 'er, Just never stop a-winkin',

Or ease 'er, or tease 'er, A-blinkin', a-drinkin', Just never stop to squeeze 'er And never stop a-thinkin' Whenever she calls on you! Whenever she calls on you! So wake up, boys, So wake up, boys, Now don't you hear my noise? Now don't you hear my noise? There's nothing like a beezer There's nothing like a pinkin' Whenever she calls on you! Whenever she calls on you!

Did you ever see a doozer, Did you ever see a lassie, A doozer, a doozer, A lassie, a lassie, Did you ever see a doozer? Did you ever see a lassie? I'll tell you what to do: I'll tell you what to do:

Just never be a loser, Don't let her get too classy,

But choose 'er, confuse 'er, Or brassy, or glassy, Just never stop to amuse 'er Just entertain your lassie Whenever she calls on you! Whenever she calls on you! So wake up, boys, So wake up, boys, Now don't you hear my noise? Now don't you hear my noise? There's nothing like a doozer There's nothing like a lassie Whenever she calls on you! Whenever she calls on you!

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Frisky Jim New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

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1 I'm Frisky Jim and a nice young man,

Hug that girl whenever I can, And when we kiss, she calls me sweet, *But Jimmy, don't be indiscreet!

Refrain: Run along now, don't come nigh me, I'm high as a kite, you'll have to fly me, Can't keep still: Frisky Jim, just taking it easy, Frisky Jim, just making it breezy, Call me Frisky Jim.

2 When that tune begins to ring,

Makes me want to dance and sing: Skip to the side and land on my feet, *But Jimmy, don't be indiscreet! [Refrain]

3 You ought to hear my honey laugh,

Turn her under time and a half, Squeeze her 'round in a curve so neat, *But Jimmy, don't be indiscreet! [Refrain]

4 When she holds me tight, I feel so queer,

5 You ought to see my honey smile,

Can't get hold of myself for a while, Bound to swing her off her feet: *But Jimmy, don't be indiscreet! [Refrain]

6 I'm Frisky Jim and a nice young man,

Marry that girl as soon as I can, If she says yes, I'll call her dear, And Lordy, won't I curl her hair! [Refrain]

*Spoken line

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Blow The Wind Southerly New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN Bm 07 G

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1 Come all you bold fishermen, 5 The whalefish comes, puffing

Listen me, to "I'm king of the seas, And I will sing to you If you want any wind,

A song of the sea. Why, I'll blow you a breeze." [Refrain]

Refrain [rwice] 6 Along comes the codfish

Then blow the wind southerly, And looks out ahead, Southerly, southerly, Then goes to the main chains Blow the wind southerly, To heave out the lead. [Refrain] Steady we go. 7 Then out comes the flounder, 2 Firstcome the herrings, As as the ground, flat A-wagging their tails, Says, "Look about, chucklehead, They man sheets and halyards Mind where you sound!" [Refrain] And loose all the sails. [Refrain] 8 Up comes the swordfish, 3 Then comes the mackerel, So proud of his teeth, With his striped back, Climbs on to the foreyard He flops on the bridge And takes a snug reef. [Refrain] And yells, "Board the main tack!" [Re/rain] 9 Then up jumps the fisherman, 4 Next comes the sprat, Stalwart and grim, He's the smallest of all, He casts his big net out He pipes out, "Haul taut, boys, And scoops them all in. [Refrain] Now let go and haul! " [Refrain]

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Courting Susan Jane New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN A Fi Bn7

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Oh, when I go a-fishing, I took her down to Broadway,

I take my hook and line, The neighbors, they did stare, But when I go a-courting, I meant to kiss my Susan,

Then I take my Susan Jane. But I couldn't do it there.

Oh, Susan, Oh, Clotilda, You're so confusin', My heart you bewilda, The hardest work I ever did The hardest work I ever did Was courting Susan Jane. Was courting Susan Jane

I went to see my Susan, I wish I had a sweetheart,

She met me at the door, I'd set her on a shelf, She told me that I needn't come And every time she smiled at me, To see her any more. I'd climb up there myself. Oh, Judy, Oh, Daisy, You are so moody, You drive me crazy, The hardest work I ever did The hardest work I ever did Was courting Susan Jane. Was courting Susan Jane.

Iwent to see my Susan, 8 I wish I was a bunch of grapes

She wrung her hands and cried, A-hanging on a vine, She said I was the ugliest thing And every time that Susan passed, That ever lived or died. She'd say, this bunch is mine. Oh, Mary, Oh, Josie, You're so contrary, You seem so cosy, The hardest work I ever did The hardest work I ever did Was courting Susan Jane. Was courting Susan Jane.

Iasked my Susan for a kiss, 9 One day I went a-courting

And what do you think she did? A girl as dear as my life, Picked up a chunk of firewood When Susan Jane passed by and said, And hit me on the head. Tell me, how is your wife? Oh, Nancy, Oh, Hannah, You're just my fancy, I don't like your mannah,

The hardest work I ever did The hardest work I ever did Was courting Susan Jane. Was courting Susan Jane.

My Susan is a charmer, 10 There's snow up on the mountain,

She was raised away down South, There's sunshine on the lake, And the prettiest features on her face I'll never catch that Susan Jane,

Are the lips around her mouth. 'Cause I'm too wide awake. Oh, Molly, Oh, Emma, Why be so melancholy? You've set me a dilemma, The hardest work I ever. did The hardest work I ever did Was courting Susan Jane Was courting Susan Jane.

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42Blood On The Saddle New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 There was blood on the saddle,

There was blood all around, And a great big puddle Of blood on the ground.

2 Oh, pity the cowboy,

All bloody and red, For his bronco fell on him And bashed in his head.

3 Our brave friend, the cowboy,

Will go riding no more, For his head now is nothing But a big blob of gore.

4 He once had a sweetheart,

He loved her so well, And now she is grieving On the spot where he fell.

5 He had asked her to marry,

One fine night in June, But now she is somewhat Distracted with gloom.

6 There was blood on the saddle,

There was blood all around, And a great big puddle Of blood on the ground.

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The Lofty Giant New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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t 1 i * ' 4 ^mm w Oh, when I was a little boy, about four inches high, *=3 s I went onto Mount Washington to see what I could spy, Itwas there I met a lofty giant, head was to the sky; And any of you, if you'd been there, would've seen as well as I.

2 He bantered me to wrastle, to hop a fight, or run;

I pushed aside his playthings till we were done, to wait Then I took the naper of his neck, I twirled his heels around, And I gave a heave with all my might, and slung him out of town. [Refrain]

3 The people in that city, for the honor I had done,

They gave me gold and silver notes, about four thousand pound, So I whittled me a little box, about four acres square, And I filled it with my money, which I had won so fair. [Refrain]

4 Now when I left Mount Washington, I traveled on an ox,

While into my vest pocket I carried my little box.

I put up to a tavern, and lay down on the floor,

For they would not trust me to a bed, because I was so poor. [Refrain]

5 And then I bought a little bull, about six inches high,

And whenever he would bellow, it made the people cry, But if they stopped to stare at him, he roared out such a sound That all the walls in Boston came tumbling to the ground. [Refrain]

6 And then I bought a flock of sheep, the most of them were wethers, And some will yield me fine wool, and some will yield me feathers, And they are handsome, grateful sheep, all ready to increase, For every full and change of moon, they bear nine lambs apiece. [Refrain]

7 And then I bought a little dog, its color honey brown,

I taught him for to dance and sing, and even how to run; His legs were fourteen meters long, his ears were two feet wide, And 'round the world in half a day upon my dog I ride. [Refrain]

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8 And at last I bought a little hen, all speckled on her ear,

I me out a hare, set her on an oyster shell, she hatched The hare grew up a milk-white steed, full forty handfuls high; And if anyone tells a bigger tale, take care he doesn't lie. [Refrain]

Hello, Susie Brown New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Had a little horse, his name was Jack,

I put him in a stable, Put him in a stable and he jumped through the crack, Why, hello, Susie Brown.

2 One these days before very long,

of One days I'll tumble, of these Grab that girl and home I'll run; Why, hello, Susie Brown. [Refrain]

3 When we fish, we fish in a pail,

The pail is in the ocean, For Jonah is the man who swallowed the whale; Why, hello, Susie Brown. [Refrain]

4 Coffee grows on white oak trees,

The river flows with brandy, Choose the one that you love best, As sweet as sugar candy. [Refrain]

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History Of The World New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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But the carpenters were out on strike, the masons wouldn't work, So the scabs dug a hole, and they filled it up with dirt.

2 When they finished with the firmament, they started on the sky, And they hung it out overhead and left it there to dry; They studded it with stars made out of pretty damsel's eyes For to give us a little light when the moon forgot to rise.

3 Then they salted down the ocean, and in it they put a whale, On the land they made a raccoon with a ring around his tale; Then all the other animals were finished, one by one, They were stuck against a fence to dry as soon as they were done.

4 Now Adam was the first man that ever was invented, He lived all alone, so he hardly was contented; They made him out of clay and stuff, and thought he could get by, For that's the way they scraped along in all the days gone by.

5 Once Noah built his ark, and he filled it up with sassage,

And he advertised for animals to book a cabin passage; Now the elephant came last, and Noah thought he must be drunk, But Oh no, said he, it took me all this time to pack my trunk.

6 Then the wind began to blow and the rain began to fall, And the water soon came up so high, it drowned the people all; Then it rained for forty days and nights exactly, by the counting, Till it landed Noah's ark upon the Allegheny Mountains.

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Handy Andy New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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My very first job, I remember it yet, 5 A man parked his Cadillac near me I was sent to the post office, one day; letters to get. "Keep an eye on it, you'll get a "What name?" said the clerk; I dollar for pay." looked him in the eye: But he never paid me, for a "That's none of your business, you stranger came by, nosy!" says I. Though I kept my eye on it while he drove it away. Handy Andy they called me, I never knew why; 6 I was reading the paper in the I went out to deliver for a dairy subway last night, nearby. It didn't make sense when I held it "Put the milk in the wagon; why upright, are you so slow?" So I it upsy-versy; a feller tried "It takes time to pour it from the asked, "Why?" bottles, you know!" "Maybe you think it's easy to read this way," says I. One morning there lay about two feet of snow; Says my foreman, "Just clear off the pavement for now." I rigged up the snow plow and cleared it complete, Put the snow and the pavement all out in the street.

Said the checker, when I worked for

an express shipping line, "Hitch your cab to the trailer that's setting out behind." When saw him next day, he I

seemed down in the mouth:

"You have the trailer heading north, and the cab facing south!"

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The Red Herring New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN Em7 D r

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1 As I drove by a red herring pond, What shall we do with the red

I spied a red herring, just forty herring's scales? feet long; Stretch 'em, and patch 'em, and Forty feet long and near fifty feet whip 'em with flails; round: Whip 'em, and bag 'em, and stuff The best red herring that ever I them with quails: found. Don't you think we did well with the red herring's scales? Refrain: [Refrain] In a rozz the bozz, go rosin the bolliwog, Rozz the bozzin to Wendover Inn; Tumble, rumble, fly away, polliwog, Shilly pap poodle, a dole on the pin.

2 What shall we do with the red

What shall we do with the red herring's fins? herring's eyes? Flip 'em, and flap 'em, and roll Forty-eight puddings and fifty-eight them all in; pies, Roll them all in as the story begins: Mustard and custard and a cherry Don't you think we did well with surprise: the red herring's fins? Don't you think we did well with [Refrain] the red herring's eyes? [Refrain] 3 What shall we do with the red herring's heart? What shall we do with the red Fold it, and mold it, a wheel for herring's nose? the cart; Hitch it and stitch it to wear on Wheel for the cart, and the story our clothes; will start: Wear on our clothes when we stand Don't you think we did well with on our toes: the red herring's heart? Don't you think we did well with [Refrain] the red herring's nose? [Refrain]

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What shall we do with the red 8 What shall we do with the red herring's tail? herring's feet? Halico, calico, topgallant sail; The very best pickles you ever did Topgallant sail and a net for a eat; whale: Pickles, and ladders, and roses so Don't you think we did well with sweet: the red herring's tail? Don't you think we did well with [Refrain] the red herring's feet? [Refrain]

I'm Captain Jinks of the Horse Marines,

Icourt young ladies in their teens,

For I'm the pride of the army. I teach the ladies how to dance, How to dance, how to dance, I teach the ladies how to dance

With an officer of the army.

Refrain: I'm Captain Jinks of the Horse Marines, Ifeed my horse good corn and beans; Of course it's quite beyond my means, But I'm the pride of the army.

I joined my corps when twenty-one;

At the time I thought it capital fun;

Ifan enemy came, then off I'd run,

For I wasn't cut out for the army. When I left home, mamma, she cried, Mamma, she cried, mamma, she cried, When I left home, mamma, she cried, "He's not cut out for the army! " [Refrain]

The first day I went out to drill,

The bugle calls made me quite ill; At the balance step my hat soon fell, Which hardly will do in the army. The officers, they all did shout, All did shout, they all did shout, The officers, they all did shout, "That's not the style in the army!" [Refrain]

But when I strut in officer's pink,

It makes an impressive front, I think,

So I swagger along while my buttons clink:

It's the style we promote in the army. On active service I daily go Around Times Square to make a show, Where the smiles I get from the girls, you know, Are a tribute to the army. [Refrain]

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If I promenade just half a mile,The simper and smile, girls surround me,While civilians grumble and call my styleUnfair, but they don't alarm me.For my success they'd give their earsWhen I stroll off with their favorite dears;Confounded cheek to them appearsThe advantage of the army. [Refrain]

At shows or parties, or driving about,

I always shut civilians out,And it's half my fun to hear them shoutAs if they'd like to harm me,While upon the light fantastic toeWith the belle of the room I trip it so,And she can't resist, she can't, you know,It's the way we have in the army. [Refrain]

The points on a horse I can divine,

Iknow a seegar and a taste of wine,But the girls are the study in which I shine,Their variety does charm me.They may give trouble, those cute little tricks,Get jealous or cross, but they cannot vex:When I'm transferred, I'll still adore the sex,It's a weakness we have in the army. [Refrain]

51 Gome Farm New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 We're stopping at the game farm,

Itlooks just like a zoo Where the animiles are dressed in smiles That are notjneant for you.

Refrain: So pay your dollar fifty When the billboards are so nifty; You will learn so much about a touch At the game farm on the road.

2 The whale is made of stuffing

As tasty as you could wish, Filled with pickled bats and alley cats And other kinds of fish. [Refrain]

3 That bird's an alligrator,

She's just about to crow While a dozen sphinx and rabbity minx Are standing in a row. [Refrain]

4 The kangaroo is diving,

You can tell him by his hump, Yonder hippopot would rather not, But you ought to see him jump! [Refrain]

5 The lion calf is purring

At the billy goat wrapped in pink, While the calomimes and crocodimes Are sharing a bottle of ink. [Refrain]

6 That furry clam -is an oozley,

Behind him sits his aunt, And the bird with the fan is a pelican, Across from the pelican 't. [Refrain]

7 The donkey in the corner

With the tiger stripe on his arm Comes all the way from Assyriay Where his father owns a farm. [Refrain]

8 That tortoise trots at a speed

Not equalled by the horse, And the parrots all can talk in pol- Lysyllables, of course. [Refrain]

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The Rhinossorheeaguss

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I . i n i j~] J~J 1 J j a j ^^ ^pi 1 I wish I were a rhi-nos-so-rhee-a- 3 I wish I were a hip-po-dot-ty-muss, guss, [3 times] I wish I were a rhi-nos-so-rhee-a- And could eat up all the lily pads guss, in the suburbs, Hallelujah, I wish I were a rhi-nos-so-rhee-a- And could eat up all the lily pads guss, in the suburbs. And could wear an ivory toothpick in my nose, Hallelujah, 4 I wish I were a dil-ly-bil-ly roach, And could wear an ivory toothpick [3 times] in my nose. And could wander around in these old musty pipes, Hallelujah, 2 I wish I were an el-phan-tie-a-guss, And could wander around in these I wish I were an el-phan-tie-a-guss, old musty pipes. I wish I were an el-phan-tie-a-guss, And could pick up footballs when 5 I wish I were a bee-tle-ol-ly bug, my nostrils twitched, [3 times] Hallelujah, And could buzz and butt my head And could pick up footballs when right through the screen, my nostrils twitched. Hallelujah, And could buzz and butt my head right through the screen.

6 I wish I were a ka-ty-did-n't-did,

[3 times] And could play the fiddle with my hind limb, Hallelujah, left And could play the fiddle with my left hind limb.

7 I wish I were a hedg-er-hop-per-

guss, [3 times ] And could spend my days a-chewing peanut butter, Hallelujah, And could spend my days a-chewing peanut butter.

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Looky There Now New Words and Ne\v Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN G

1 Once we rode out a-hunting, the 5 Again we went a-hunting, the next first thing we did find thing we did find Was a chestnut burr upon the grass, Was a frog in the pond, and that and that we left behind, we left behind, Looky there now. Looky there now. One said it was a chestnut burr, One said it was a frog, but the the other did say nay, other did say nay, I saw it was a pin-cushion with I saw it was a canary with its the pins the wrong way, feathers plucked away, Looky there now. Looky there now.

2 Again we went a-hunting, the next 6 Again we went a-hunting, the next thing we did find thing we did find Was a barn up on a hillside, and Was a horse in the field, and that that we left behind, we left behind, Looky there now. Looky there now. One said it was a barn, but the One said it was a horse, but the other did say nay, other did say nay, I saw it was a meeting house with I saw it was a moose with its the steeple blown away, antlers gone astray, Looky there now. Looky there now.

3 Again we went a-hunting, the next 7. Again we went a-hunting, the next thing we did find thing we did find Was the moon up in the sky, and Was a sailing ship close on the shore, that we left behind, and that we left behind, Looky there now. Looky there now. One said it was the moon, but the One said it was a sailing ship, the other did say nay, other did say nay, I saw it was a Yankee cheese with I saw it was a washtub with the one half cut away, clothes hung out to dry, Looky there now. Looky there now.

4 Again we went a-hunting, the next 8 Again we went a-hunting, the next thing we did find thing we did find Was a donkey at the roadside, and Was a basketball down in the ditch, that we left behind, and that we left behind, Looky there now. Looky there now. One said it was a donkey, the One said it was a basketball, the other did say nay, other did say nay, saw it was an elephant with his I I saw it was a turtle with its trunk turned away, flippers tucked away, Looky there now. Looky there now.

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Again we went a-hunting, the next 11 Again we went a-hunting, the next thingwe did find thing we did find Was a monkey in the woods, and Was a juke box up on cart wheels, that we left behind, and that we left behind, Looky there now. Looky there now. One said it was a monkey, the One said it was a juke box, the other did say nay, other did say nay, I saw it was your nephew, and his I saw it was a limousine a- rolling hair is turning gray, down Broadway, Looky there now. Looky there now.

10 Again we went a-hunting, the next

thing we did find Was a junior politician, and that we left behind, Looky there now. One said he was a junior, the other did say nay, I saw was a jackass that had it

never learned to bray,

Looky there now.

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There were four and twenty men,

Just four and twenty men, There were four and twenty great big men Went rolling 'round the Bowling Green, Go steady on the long tail blue.

Well, the monk and the chimp did fight,

They fit all day and night, And in the morning the chimp was seen A-dragging that monk 'round Bowling Green, Go steady on the long tail blue.

Oh, to breathe that morning air

That's played upon the flute, I dressed myself so neat and clean

To meet my Johnny on Bowling Green,

Go steady on the long tail blue.

Heading south on that rocky road

They are singing at the door: Oh, never put off till yesterday What you can do the day before, Go steady on the long tail blue.

So I set my table high,

I set my table low, I set my table in the middle of the floor And eat sheep shanks and say no more, Go steady on the long tail blue.

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Clementine New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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2 Light she was, just like a feather,

And her shoes were number nine: Herring boxes without topses Sandals were for Clementine. [Refrain]

3 Once the wind was blowing fiercely,

I took her down some cherry wine, Just to hear the flute-like warbling Of my sunflower, Clementine. [Refrain]

4 Saw her ducklings near the water,

To drive them back she did incline, Stubbed her toe upon a splinter, Plunged into the foamy brine. [Refrain]

5 Luscious lips above the water

Blowing bubbles soft and fine, But alas! I was no swimmer, Tried a piece of Digby pine. [Refrain]

6 Called the Boy Scouts to the rescue

With a hefty length of twine, Couldn't reach her under water: So I lost my Clementine. [Refrain]

7 In a graveyard near the canyon

Where a myrtle doth entwine There grow rosies and other posies Fertilized by Clementine. [Refrain]

8 And the miner, 'forty-niner,

Soon began to peak and pine, Felt he oughter jine his daughter, Now he's with my Clementine. [Refrain]

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9 In my dreams she still does haunt me As a ghostess soaked in brine; But though in life I used to hug her, Now she's dead, I draw the line. [Refrain]

10 All you rascals, take this warning,

Don't give your sweetheart too much wine, Or, like as not, in this wet weather, She'll share the fate of Clementine. [Refrain]

11 How I missed her, how I missed her,

How I missed my Clementine, Till I kissed her little sister And forgot my Clementine. [Refrain]

Simple Little Nancy Brown New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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Nancy's sister from 'cross the way,

She fainted in her bath one day; Nancy didn't know what to do, But how do you think she brought her to? La tidelee idelee-um, Tidelee idelee idelee-um, La tidelee idelee-um, She slapped her on the ankle.

Polly Brown went out to skate,

Never thinking she ought to wait, She struck the ice and flew so high, When she came down again, oh my! La tidelee idelee-um, Tidelee idelee idelee-um, La tidelee idelee-um, Polly had a cracker.

Nancy went to dance one night

And twirled around with all her might, She rolled her best coquettish eye, But when she tried to kick too high, La tidelee idelee-um, Tidelee idelee idelee-um, La tidelee idelee-um, She fell and broke her contract.

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Leaning On The Lamb New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,

Birds in the wilderness, birds in the wilderness; Here we sit like birds in the wilderness, Leaning on the Lamb.

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With a high jing jing, with a ho jing jing; Rip, slap, standing up again, Just leaning on the Lamb.

3 Here we sit and brush off the flieserin, [ere]

4 Here we sit and wiggle our finserin, [ere]

5 Here we sit and shake off the leaveserin, [ere]

6 Here we sit like birds in the wilderness, [ere]

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The Little Red Hen New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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red hen, You haven't laid an egg since the Lord knows when, Said the little red hen to the big fat rooster, You haven't been around as often as you useter. Said the big fat rooster to the little red hen, I'll meet you in the barn at half past ten, So they diddled and they dawdled till they reached the barn,

And they did as they useter since 2 Oh, Ihad a little chicken, and she the Lord knows when. wouldn't lay an egg, So I poured hot water up and down Refrain : her leg. Turkey in the straw, turkey in Didn't the little chicken cry and the the hay, little chicken beg! Just dance all the night and But that little chicken laid a hard- sing all the day, boiled egg. We'll roll 'em up and twist 'em Oh, I had a red hen, and she had a up a high tuckahaw, wooden leg, And we'll strike 'em up a tune Just the best old hen that ever laid called Turkey in the Straw. an egg; Why, she laid more eggs than any hen on the farm, And another wooden leg wooden do her any harm. [Refrain]

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Barney New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN G*m B E F*m7 87 E

1 Barney, leave the girls alone,

Why don't you leave the girls alone? Now be quiet and sit down, We'll all have tea.

2 Dolly, set the table out,

Why don't you set the table out? Set the places all about, We'll all have tea.

3 Put the muffins in to roast,

Why don't you put them in to roast? Plug the cord in, make some toast, We'll all have tea.

4 Judy, warm the ginger cake,

Why don't you warm the ginger cake? Baste the pan and let it bake, We'll all have tea.

5 Slice the bread and butter fine,

Why don't you slice the butter fine? Slice enough for eight or nine, We'll all have tea.

6 Pass around the pumpkin pie,

Why don't you pass the pumpkin pie And the fritters made of rye? We'll all have tea.

7 Barney, leave the girls alone,

Why can't you leave the girls alone? Now be quiet, do sit down, We'll all have tea.

8 Polly, put the kettle on,

Why don't you put the kettle on? Polly, put the kettle on, We'll all have tea.

9 Sukey, take it off again,

Why don't you take it off again? Never know what ails the men, For Barney's gone away.

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Bos'n John New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 It was high and dreary sky,

in the dark He was aches and pains, full of When he said goodbye to the cheering crowd And dashed out all his brains. But as soon as he found his brains were gone, So wisely he agreed To be put on the ticket for Congressman, Where brains he wouldn't need.

Retrain: Bos'n John, and are you gone away, Oh Johnny, are you there? Bos'n John, and are you gone away, For I've begun to care.

2 Once a tomcat sat on our backyard fence,

With his feetall covered with blisters, His head went under, his teeth went over, The wind blew through his whiskers. Now Willie has a purple monkey A-climbing on a stick, But when he eats off all the paint He might be deathly sick. [Refrain]

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Hey Hum Diddle Um Day New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

7 'Round the stump with my sugarlump chasing,

8 Geese in the bog and ducks in the ocean,

Hey hum, diddle-um day, Devil's in the girls when they get a notion, Hey hum, diddle-um day.

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Midnight On The Ocean New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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I 32 ^ ^ 1 It was midnight on the ocean, Not a trolley car in sight, And the sun was shining brightly As it day that night. rained all Now some people dive down deep To play among the flowers While the sprightly pigs and sportive cows Leap lightly through the bowers.

Refrain [fwice] Wait for the wagon, Wait for the wagon, Wait for the wagon, And we'll all take a ride.

tormy night, the rising

Was setting in the west, And all the fishes in the tree Were cuddled in their nests. The barefoot girl took off her boots, Came rolling down the street; Her pants were filled with pockets And her shoes were filled with feet. [Refrain]

The boy stood on the burning deck,

His baggage checked for Troy; The ship went down, his cap flew off, His name was my only joy. So I spent the fifty dollars To have a new bridge made Across the Atlantic Ocean So the fish could swim in the shade. [Refrain]

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Tell-A-Me True New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA20EN Em G

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1 How do you do? Tell-a-me true! 3 How do you do? Tell-a-me true! There once was a beautiful Bul- This Bazhee Bazhook said, "Lady, garian, don't tarry Oh! such a light and dainty airy You shall be mine, I mean to marry 'un, you! With a complexion marble-airian If you don't answer soon, I'll harry Nicely filled out with food vege- you, tarian. And off to Turkey I will carry you! [Refrain] Refrain: She lived in Phillip-pop-pop- 4 How do you do? Tell-a-me true! popolis, Said the fair Bulgarian, "Well, Near the Acrop-pop-pop-pop- jiggamy! popolis, All you Bazhooks believe in big- Had a monop-pop-pop-pop- amy !

popolis Some of you go so far as trigamy,

Of all the gents in that metrop- I can't indulge in that sort of olis. polygamy " ! [Refrain]

5 How do you do? Tell-a-me true!

"Why, if you don't consent, I'll

foller you, And I am very certain to collar you; Then it won't matter how much you holler, You'll be somewhat bruised by the time I swaller you!" [Refrain]

6 How do you do? Tell-a-me true!

$<zy v. ,v x x > jq Now a Bazhee Bazhook is not particular; At such a murder he's no stickular, 2 How do you do? Tell-a-me true! So when he threatened to cut up A Bazhee Bazhook, a great, big, and pickule 'er, hairy 'un, Somehow the notion didn't quite Oh! such a hulking, skulking, tickule 'er. [Refrain]

scary 'un, Hardly well-bred, and most vul- garian, Set out to win this fair Bulgarian. [Refrain]

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7 How do you do? Tell-a-me true! 9 Then a nice windproof lighter she "Fill me a pipe!" he said quite handed him merrily; As with a gracious air she blanded "When I have finished smoking, him, verily, Then with a smile she sugar- canded If you don't wed with me volun- him: tarily, "I'll step aside; light up!" she Your situation will be a bit commanded him. perilly!" 10 She took a distance; he lit (ab- 8 But when his pipe-bowl, she did surd of him); gammon it, Who is to say what next occurred Bal-lasting pow-why-der she did of him? ram in it, She hasn't seen, she hasn't heard Dy-yan-namite she also did cram of him, in it, Nobody else seems to have any Left him no leisure to examine it. word of him. [Refrain]

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Old Dan Tucker New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 Old Dan Tucker was a mighty' man, 4 Old Dan Tucker came to town He washed his face in a frying pan, Riding a billy goat and leading a He combed his hair with a wagon hound; wheel The hound, he barked, and the billy And he died with a toothache in his goat jumped, heel. And throwed old Dan right straddle of a stump. [Refrain] Refrain: So get out the way, Old Dan 5 Old Dan Tucker climbed a tree Tucker, His Lord and Master for to see: You're too late to come to The limb, it broke, and Dan got a supper; fall,

Supper's over and dinner's He never got to see his Lord at

cookin', all. [Re/rain] Old Dan Tucker just standin' there lookin'. 6 A woodpecker lit on a hollow tree, Poked his bill in for to see:

2 Old Dan Tucker is a nice old man, A lizard catched him by the snout, He used to ride our darby ram; Called Old Dan Tucker for to pull He rode him down to the bottom of him out. [Refrain] the hill, If he hasn't come back, he's down 7 Old Dan Tucker went to run his there still. [Refrain] horse, He couldn't reach his legs across, 3 Old Dan Tucker, he got drunk, So he lay right over like a bag of Fell in the fire and kicked up a meal chunk; And he spurred that horse with his A red hot coal got in his shoe, big toenail. [Refrain] And oh, Lordy, how those ashes flew. [Refrain]

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Peter Gray New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN B E* B--> A

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1 Once on a time there lived a man,

His name was Peter Gray, And he lived down in that 'ere town Called Pennsylvane-eye-ay.

2 Two dollar for taxi fare,

Walked down by the bridge, Told that Josey seventeen lies, Couldn't tell her age. [Refrain]

3 Why so shy? Jim along with me,

Not there for a lark; Never saw such a pretty little girl, Didn't know how to spark. [Refrain]

4 Passed a trailer on the road,

Driver said it's free, Blinked his lights and shifted gears, Ran right over me. [Refrain]

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The Bold Fisherman New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA20EN

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There once was a bold fisherman who sailed forth from Barneygat To slay-o-slee the wild codfish and the bass mackerel; But when he arrove off Glorrister, the Nor'easter began to blow, And hislittle boat, it wibble-wobbled so, slick overboard he fell 'Mong the Conger eels, and the Dover soles, And the whitebait, and the blackbait, And the kippered herrings, and the 'mato herrings, And the ticklebats, and the bricklebats: Dinkle doodle-um, dinkle doodle-um was the highly interesting song he sung; Dinkle doodle-um, dinkle doodle-um sang the bold fisherman.

First he wriggled down, then he striggled down through the water so

wet and briny-o, While he bellowed out, and then he yellowed out for help, but in vain; Then downward he did gently glide to the bottom of the silvery tide, Though previously to that, he cried, "Farewell, Mary Jane!" On arriving, he took to diving, Found it difficult 'midst the seaweed, Hard to comb his hair; took a deep breath, Took a cough lozenge, and gently murmured: Dinkle doodle-um, dinkle doodle-um was the refrain of the lovely song he sung, Dinkle doodle-um, dinkle doodle-um sang the bold fisherman.

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His ghost bubbled up that very night to the bedside of his Mary Jane; He told her how sopping wet he was, so she felt somewhat sad. "Since my love's drowned, alas, alack, I'll go a-raving luniack; All joy from me has fled," said she; whereupon she went mad. She tore her clothes to smithereens, Danced the cannycan on the waterbutt, Joined the Temperance Society, And frequently she edifies The members thereof, by softly chanting: Dinkle doodle-um, dinkle doodle-um was the plaintive, soul-inspiring strain she sung, Dinkle doodle-um, dinkle doodle-um, Oh! my bold fisherman.

My Dove New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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1 The horsey stood around with his feet upon the ground; So why do they build the shore so near the ocean, my dove? Just hand me the axe, there's a fly on baby's chest, For a boy's best friend is his mother, my dove.

2 While looking through the knothole of grandpa's wooden leg,

Tell me, who will wind the clock when I'm awayer, my dove? Why, a snake's belt will slip, 'cause he's small around the hip, And he's apt to wear the necktie 'round his middle, my dove.

3 She's the girl that I adore, with a face like a horse and buggy; The onion is a sprightly vegetable, my dove; Now who cut the sleeves out of dear old daddy's vest And dug up Fido's bones to build the subway, my dove?

4 The boy fell out the window, a seventh story window,

He injuried his eyebrow on the pavement, my dove; Please go in behind the door, don't leave me here alone; The collar pin for Willie's in the freezer, my dove.

5 She spanked him with a shingle and made his panties tingle; Who was it made the moonlight feel so sunny, my dove?

Leaning up against the lake, Oh, fireman! Save my child!

But no peeping, cried the robin; doesn't' matter, my dove.

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1 Now Dunfer was an admiral of the seventh Nebraska fleet,

Ifyou did not find him drinking, he was looking for something to eat, Had plenty of muscle around his head, he would neither bounce nor fly; You'll find him there, down towards the rear, now why do you say it's a lie?

Refrain: With a row de dow, bow de dow, and a row de dow de Dunfer, With a row de dow and a bow de dow, why do you say it's a lie?

2 One day he swam from Chesapeake Bay to the top of the Oregon Trail With seven ensigns on his back and one manicuring his nails; He met a shark in South Dakota, and bunged up his left eye: That's Dunfer wearing the sharkskin, now why do you say it's a lie? [Refrain]

3 In Ohio he met with a tanker in distress among the rocks,

He lifted her up and set her afloat and towed her to the docks, Refreshed himself with a barrel of oil and an ox and a half on rye, Till soon he ran short on mustard, now why do you say it's a lie? [Refrain]

4 He taught the mermaids how to dance on the prow of a submarine,

They twirled so fast, it scattered the men/ and one has never been seen; They became so hot that the ocean boiled and the fish began to fry, So Dunfer passed the Tartar sauce, now why do you say it's a lie? [Refrain]

5 By way of dessert, he took a harpoon and toasted a whale on a fork,

Drank thirty-two martinis by the time you could draw the cork, Then he picked his teeth with a Texas derrick that happened to float nearby: He found it flavored with peppermint, now why do you say it's a lie? [Refrain]

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Clinch Mountain New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN G

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1 'Way up on Clinch Mountain

I wander alone I have left my dear Polly,

And a long way from home.

I'll eat when I'm hungry,

I'll drink when I'm dry;

If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die.

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey,

Iknow you of old, You have robbed my poor pockets Of silver and gold. Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, Rye whiskey, I cry, If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die.

It's beefsteak when I'm hungry,

Rye whiskey when I'm dry, Take a greenback when I'm hard up, Go to Heaven when I die. If the ocean was whiskey,

And I was a duck,

I would dive to the bottom And never come up.

Now when I drink rye whiskey,

The money's my own, And those who don't like me Can leave me alone. I'll eat when I'm hungry,

I'll drink when I'm dry;

If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die.

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The Knickerbocker Line New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN *7 3

1 Oh, I wrote my love a with a weafer,

Oh, I couldn't seal it with sealing-wax for fear

it wouldn't go safer,

And I couldn't send it with the mail for fear it wouldn't reach in time, So I skipped across the gutter on the Knickerbocker Line.

Refrain: And the rig, jig, the rig, jig, jig, Go a-skinny-me-dig, a honey dew, a 'bye away to me, do, D'ye go away to my honey dew and never will come back, It's a weary road to travel and the car jumped the track.

2 As went down the street just the other afternoon,

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Oh, there I saw the prettiest girl that ever has been seen, And she took the humper-bumper from the Jersey Cow machine. [Refrain]

3 Oh, my girl, she is by trade,

she is a tailor, a tailor And many request she's made, a pair of pantaloons at my She'd begin them in the morning and she'd have them ready by nine, She's a regular don't-you-touch-her on the Knickerbocker Line. [Refrain]

4 Ifyou want to see this pretty girl, you want to go down Broadway, For she promenades the Bowery from eight to ten each day, But if anyone should tease her a little before the time, She's a regular skip- the- gutter for the Knickerbocker Line. [Refrain]

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1 Old Noah built himself an ark, 7 The animals went in five by five, There's one more river to cross, There one more river to cross, 's He made it all of hickory bark, They waited for several trunks to There's one more river to cross. arrive, There's one more river to cross. Refrain: [Refrain] One more river, And that's the river of Jordan, 8 The animals went in six by six, One more river, There's one more river to cross, There's one more river to cross. The monkey was up to his usual tricks, 2 Old Noah had to load his stock, There's one more river to cross. There's one more river to cross, [Refrain] So he anchored to a mighty rock, There's one more river to cross. 9 The animals went in seven by [Refrain] seven, There's one more river to cross, 3 The animals went in one by one, Said the ant to the antelope, who There's one more river to cross, are you shovin'? The elephant chewing a caraway There's one more river to cross. bun, [Refrain] There's one more river to cross. [Refrain] 10 The animals went in eight by eight, There's one more river to cross, 4 The animals went in two by two, Some were early and some were There's one more river to cross, late, The crocodile and the kangaroo, There's one more river to cross. There's one more river to cross. [Refrain] [Refrain] 11 The animals went in nine by nine, 5 The animals went in three by three, There's one more river to cross, There's one more river to cross, Old Noah shouted, cast off that The bat, the bear and the bumble- line! bee, There's one more river to cross. There's one more river to cross. [Refrain] [Refrain] 12 The animals went in ten by ten, 6 The animals went in four by four, There's one more river to cross, There's one more river to cross, If you want any more, you must And one hippopotamus stuck in the sing it again, door, There's one more river to cross. There's one more river to cross. [Refrain] [Refrain]

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1 As I was walking 'long the road 3 The other day I said hello, With a tired feeling and a heavy Went out with Sue for the corn to load, hoe; The tadpole winked at the polli- We hoed it down with toe and heel wog's daughter ' Till the ground was so hard, it And kicked the bullfrog plump in wouldn't peel. [Refrain] the water. 4 I went to the woods to split some Refrain: rail And it's ooh, Johnny Booker, I To make a stone fence up on the do, I do, hill; It's ooh, Johnny Booker, I do. Ifound a rattler under a log, So I split it up into live bullfrogs. 2 I rode to the river so my horse [Refrain] could swim, He brushed me off on a buttonwood limb, I hugged that limb and gave him such a crack That he put my legs between his back. [Refrain]

Fire Down Below New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 There's fire in the galley, 4 The flying fish begin to jump,

There's fire in the hold, The snails begin to roar; Now fetch a bucket of water, girls, The fire in the hold, girls, There's fire down below. Woke me at half-past four. [Refrain]

Refrain: 5 I spoke up to that old boat,

Fire, fire, Now let's have no tricks; Fire down below, I fired up her boiler, Go fetch a bucket of water, girls, She blew at half-past six. [Refrain] There's fire down below. 6 Now we travel under sail, 2 A bully boat and a bully crew, There's fire down below, There's fire down below, We're hitched onto a commuter whale, And a bully roaring captain, too, That's why we run so slow. [Refrain] There's fire down below. [Refrain]

3 I'll fire this trip

And then I'll fire no more; Just pay to me my money now, And I will swim to shore. [Refrain] t>

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mmm m M ^^ m m 1 There once was a man named Michael Finnigin, He grew whiskers on his chinnigin, The wind came up and blew them innigin, Poor old Michael Finnigin! (Beginnigin!)

2 There once was a man named Michael Finnigin,

He got drunk from too much ginnigin, So he wasted all his tinnigin, Poor old Michael Finnigin! (Beginnigin!)

3 There once was a man named Michael Finnigin,

He kicked up an awful dinnigin Because they said he must not sinnigin, Poor old Michael Finnigin! (Beginnigin!)

4 There once was a man named Michael Finnigin,

He went fishing with a pinnigin, Caught a fish, but he dropped it innigin: Poor old Michael Finnigin! (Beginnigin!)

5 There once was a man named Michael Finnigin,

Climbed a tree and barked his shinnigin, Took off several yards of skinnigin, Poor old Michael Finnigin! (Beginnigin!)

6 There once was

a man named Michael Finnigin, He grew and he grew thinnigin, fat Then he died, and we have to beginnigin, Poor old Michael Finnigin! (Beginnigin!)

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The Three Sisters New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 In some time to come,, I remember it well

With a ding ting, In some time to come, I remember it well, And a ring, In some time to come, I remember it well, There was a fair maiden in Brooklyn did dwell.

Refrain :

With a ding ting over a ring ting

Ding tingle a ringle a ding.

2 She lived all alone with her parents in Queens

With a ding ting, She lived all alone with her parents in Queens And a ring, She lived all alone with her parents in Queens, Her age was quite red and her hair was nineteen. [Refrain]

3 Then unto this maiden her lover did sigh

With a ding ting, Then unto this maiden her lover did sigh, And a ring, Then unto this maiden her lover did sigh, Though I'm lame in both ears and tongue-tied in one eye. [Refrain]

4 Said he, fly with me by the light of yon star,

With a ding ting, Said he, fly with me by the light of yon star And a ring, Said he, fly with me by the light of yon star, For you are the eye of my apple, you are. [Refrain]

5 She answered him sadly, Oh, my only dear

With a ding ting, She answered him sadly, Oh, my only dear, And a ring, She answered him sadly, Oh, my only dear, See the passion you rouse in my cosmetic tear. [Refrain]

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6 Nay, fly not tonight, but go yesterday noon With a ding ting, Nay, fly not tonight, but go yesterday noon, And a ring, Nay, fly not tonight, but go yesterday noon, If you never return, it will yet be too soon. [Refrain]

7 Then this fly-by-night lover went courting next door

With a ding ting, Then this fly-by-night lover went courting next door And a ring, Then this fly-by-night lover went courting next door And the fair maiden's laughter availed her no more. [Refrain]

8 How tragic the tale of the maiden so fair

With a ding ting, How tragic the tale of the maiden so fair And a ring, How tragic the tale of the maiden so fair Whose age was quite red, and nineteen was her hair. [Refrain]

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1 As I went walking down the street,

Down the street, down the street, A pretty gal I chanced to meet, It was under the light of the moon.

Re/rain: Oh, Buffalo gals, won't you come out tonight, Come out tonight, won't you come out tonight, Oh, Buffalo gals, won't you come out tonight And dance by the light of the moon.

2 I asked her, would she stop and talk,

Stop and talk, stop and talk; Her feet covered up the whole sidewalk All under the light of the moon. [Refrain]

3 I balanced hole in her stocking,

to a gal with a And her heel kept a-rocking and her knees kept a-knocking, I balanced to a gal with a hole in her stocking,

Just the prettiest gal in the room. [Refrain]

4 Idanced with a gal and she has a wooden leg,

She has a wooden leg, she has a wooden leg, And I guess that's why they call her Peg, Just the prettiest gal in the room. [Refrain]

5 I danced with a gal with freckles on her face,

With freckles on her face, with freckles on her face, I asked where she got 'em and she's got 'em every place

All under the light of the moon. [Refrain]

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Jinny Get Around New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN Em Em ^^^mm Am B7 Em

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1 Now don't you see that pretty little girl, 5 I took that girl out Saturoddy night, And don't you think she's nice? And I told her to keep cool: Well, don't you think that she and I Of course I'd like to kiss you here, Might marry once or twice? Do you take me for a fool? [Refrain]

Refrain [twice]: 6 I went to see that pretty little girl

Oh Jinny, get around, around, I say, To take her for a ride; Jinny, go on around, I had that car so polishinied up, Dance a get around, round again, It wouldn't just go, it'd slide. [Refrain] I'll follow you so soon.

7 I went to see that pretty little girl,

2 I clambered over the big stone wall; All a-courting her I went; When she saw me, didn't she run! She asked me what I'd come there for, I never saw such a pretty little girl And what it was I meant. [Refrain] But what I loved her some. [Refrain] 8 Well, you can drive the bypass road3 Her cheeks as red as a violetta rose, And can drive through town, I

And her eyes a diamond brown: But you get there before I do, if

I'm going to see that pretty little girl Just leave my girl alone! [Refrain] Before that sun goes down. [Refrain] 9 I went up on the mountain top4 My true love is a pretty little girl, And she came down the side; My true love, she is young, I flipped my hat to a telephone pole

My true love has such a tenderizing look So down that cable I'd ride. [Refrain] When she doesn't bite her tongue. [Refrain]

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Hoggedee Boggedee How Now New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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1 I married a wife on the seventh of June,

. With a hoggedee, boggedee, how now? And I must have married a little too soon. <

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With a high jig jigger me,

whistle a toggery, Hoggedee, boggedee, how now?

2 When she arose, and the work to be done,

With a hoggedee, boggedee, how now? She prettied her hair till the color ran down. [Refrain]

3 She put down the phone at the end

of the week, With a hoggedee, boggedee, how now? And that is what made her to smile so sweet. [Refrain]

4 She set the cheese to cure up on

the shelf, With a hoggedee, boggedee, how now? And she left it there to turn of itself. [Refrain]

5 The cheese soon turned, and it fell

to the floor With a hoggedee, boggedee, how now? Stood up on its legs and walked out the door. [Refrain]

6 Itwalked till it came to Centrial Park

With a hoggedee, boggedee, how now? It didn't come home until after dark. [Refrain]

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Jarsey Jane New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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At the stockyards just nine miles out of town, Jarsey Jane,

Where pig ears and goat tails and tough old Texas steers Sell for sirloin steak, two dollars for a pound. She is my darling, my daisy, she is humpbacked and crazy, She is knock-kneed, bowlegged and lame with the rheumatiz, Both her teeth are false, too much drinking buffered salts, She's my freckle-faced, consumptive Jarsey Jane.

2 I took her to the clam bar, the juiciest in town,

She prefers to eat such circumstantial food, Jarsey Jane, Where the turnips soaked in wine sauce, with whalebone on the side Turned her greener, though you must not think her rude. She is my honey, my daisy, she is cross-eyed and lazy, Hollow-chested, quite scraggly and lean, forty-nine, With a figure like a stork, she's the terror of New York, She's my freckle- faced, consumptive Jarsey Jane.

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Sam Hall fa// New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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51 ^ a ^ s 1 Oh, my name is Samuel Hall, 5 Oh, the sheriff, he came too, Samuel Hall, he came too, Oh, my name is Samuel Hall, Oh, the sheriff, he came too, he Samuel Hall. i , came too. Oh, my name is Samuel Hall, and I Oh, the sheriff, he came too, with hate you, one and all, his little boys in blue, You're a bunch of muckers all, And I hope they sizzle too, damn damn your eyes. their eyes!

2 Oh, I killed a man, 'tis said, so 6 To the gallows I must go, I must 'tis said, go,

Oh, I killed a man, 'tis said, so To the gallows I must go, I must 'tis said. go.

Oh, I killed a man, 'tis said, for I To the gallows I must go, with my filled him up with lead friends there down below And I left him there for dead, damn Saying, "Sam, I told ya so!" Damn his eyes! their eyes!

3 Oh, they took me to the quod, to 7 I saw Nellie in the crowd, in the the quod, crowd, Oh, they took me to the quod, to I saw Nellie in the crowd, in the the quod. crowd. Oh, they took me to the quod, and I saw Nellie in the crowd, hope to they left me there, by God, see her in a shroud, With a ball and chain and rod, damn I yelled, "Nellie, ain't ya proud?" their eyes. Damn her eyes!

4 Oh, the preacher, he did come, he 8 Now they ring the final bell, final did come, bell,

Oh, the preacher, he did come, he Now they ring the final bell, final did come. bell.

Oh, the preacher, he did come, and Now they ring the final bell, I will

he looked so bloody glum see you all in Hell,

As he talked of Kingdom Come, And I hope you sizzle well, damn damn his eyes. your eyes!

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The Bulldog On The Bank New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN Am7

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1 Oh, the bulldog on the bank,

And the bullfrog in the pool, The bulldog called the bullfrog A green old water fool.

2 Oh, the bulldog stooped to catch him,

And the snapper caught his paw; The polliwog died a-laughing To see him wag his jaw. [Refrain]

3 Says the monkey to the owl,

"Now, what'll you have to drink?" "Since you are so very kind, sir, I'll take a bottle of ink! " [Refrain]

4 Oh, the bulldog in the yard

And the tomcat on the roof, They are practicing the Highland Fling And drinking ninety proof. [Refrain]

5 Says the tomcat to the dog,

"It will set your ears aflame! There's that pretty girl a-sparking With that college man again." [Refrain]

6 Says the bulldog to the cat,

"Oh, what do you think they're at? They're just studying to be friendly, And where's the harm in that?" [Refrain]

7 Pharoah's daughter on the bank,

Little Moses in the pool, She fished him out with a telephone pole And sent him off to school, [/terrain]

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The Monkey's Wedding New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN Di>7 G7 C

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2 What do you think the bride was 4 What do you think was the tune they dressed in? danced to? White gauze veil and a green glass Drunken Sailor more than once, too, breast pin, Tails in the way, and some were Red kid shoes, looked quite in- pinched, too, teresting 'Cause they were too long. She was quite the belle. What do you think they used for a The bridegroom sported a blue shirt fiddle? collar, Old banjo with a hole in the middle, Black silk socks that cost a dollar, Tambourine and a worn-out griddle, Large false whiskers, fashion to That's the end of the song. foller, He cut a monstrous swell.

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The Darby Ram New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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As I was going to Darby, 10 The backbone of this ram, sir,

'Twas on one market day, Made the mainmast of a ship; I saw the largest ram, sir, That ship could carry the largest sail That ever fed on hay. In all the whaling fleet. [Refrain]

Refrain: 11 The man that owned this ram, sir,

Sing oh tiddle-ee eye oh day oh day, Was counted very rich, Sing tiddle-ee eye oh day. But the man that sang this song, sir, Was a-lying down to sleep. [Refrain] That ram had sturdy feet, sir, As needed his weight to stand, And every time he set one down, It covered an acre of land. [Refrain]

3 The wool upon his back, sir,

Reached up to the sky; The eagles built their nests in it,

I heared the young ones cry. [Refrain]

4 The horns upon his head, sir,

Reached almost to the moon; One man climbed up in January And didn't get down till June. [Refrain]

5 That ram had one broad tooth, sir,

That held a bushel of corn,

And one other such tooth, sir, Made a fine bugle horn. [Refrain]

6 The wool that grew upon his tail,

If you had clipped it off, 'T would have done for spinning and weaving A hundred yards of cloth. [Refrain]

7 It men in Darby took all the To him when he was young, tie Took all the boys and all the girls To wrap around his tongue. [Re/rain]

8 And ifyou think I'm joking,

Or if you think I lie, Just travel down to Darby, You'd see him as well as I. [Refrain]

9 The butcher that killed this ram, sir,

Was drownded in his blood, And passengers from here, sir,

Were carried away in the flood. [Refrain]

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The Old Tobacco Box New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN F*ff A7 D E*7 A7

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1 There was an old soldier, and he

had a wooden leg, And he hadn't no tobacco, nor tobacco could he beg; There was an old miser, he was slyer than a fox, And he always had tobacco in his old tobacco box. "Say, old miser, won't you give me a chew?" "Why no, old soldier, I'll be hanged if I do! Just save up your scrapings and earn a few rocks, And you'll always have tobacco in your old tobacco box."

2 Well, that old soldier was feeling

very bad, Said, "I'll get even, I will do that!" So he went to the corner, took his rifle from the peg, And he stabbed the old miser with a splinter from his leg. He had an old hen, and she had a wooden foot, And she fixed herself a nest by a mulberry root; She laid more eggs than any hen on the farm, And another little drink won't do us any harm!

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Look it Here New Words and New Music Arrangement NORMAN CAZDEN

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1 I married with a scolding wife

The fourteenth of November; She made me weary of my life, 'Twas long before December.

Refrain: Now lookit here, and lookit there, And look 'way over yonder, And can't you see the old gray goose A-smiling at the gander?

2 Then every night when I came home

She my ears asunder, split Then beat my head with the nearest jug And slapped me with a flounder. [Refrain]

3 Then my good wife went out one night,

Iknew not where she'd wander, But feared she would return to me With another witch behind her. [Refrain]

4 I heard a rumbling in the sky,

It imitated thunder, If that weren't my wife back again, 'T would surely be a wonder. [Refrain]

5 Long did I bear the heavy yoke,

With many griefs attended, But to my comfort be it spoke: Now, now her scolding's ended. [Refrain]

6 Last Saturday night my good wife died,

On Sunday she was buried, And Monday was my courting day, On Tuesday I got married. [Refrain]

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Fooba Wooba John New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN Dm7 Em

Saw a crow flying low

Fooba wooba, fooba wooba,

Fooba wooba John.

6 Saw two geese making cheese.. Saw a bug give a shrug, One would hold and the other would squeeze, Fooba wooba, fooba wooba, Saw a bug give a shrug 7 Saw a mule teaching school . . .

Fooba wooba John.

To some bullfrogs in the pool . .

Saw a bug give a shrug

In the middle of the rug, 8 Saw a rat bait a cat.. Fooba wooba, [ere.]. Cinnamon butter and licorice fat. .

9 Saw a bee off to sea . .

With his fiddle across his knee . . .

10 Saw a sow heave a cow . .

Just to show her piglets how . . .

11 Saw a hare chase a deer. .

Ran it all of seven year. . .

12 Saw a hog chew a log. . .

Fished it out from under the bog. . .

13 Saw a bear scratch his ear. .

Wonderin' what we're doing here. .

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Mary's Lamb New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

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1 Mary had a little lamb,

Little lamb, little lamb, Mary had a little lamb, Her father shot it dead.

2 And now it goes to school each day,

School each day, school each day, Now it goes to school each day Between two chunks of bread. 7 Mary had a little lamb, Little lamb, little lamb, 3 Mary had a little lamb, Mary had a little lamb Little lamb, little lamb, For whom she did not care. Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow. 8 But everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went, 4 And everywhere that Mary went, Everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went, Little lambie paid the fare. Everywhere that Mary went She generally took the bus. 9 Mary had a little lamb, Little lamb, little lamb, Mary had a little lamb, The doctor was quite surprised.

10 And everywhere that Mary went,

5 Mary had a little lamb, 11 Mary had a little lamb,

Little lamb, little lamb, Little lamb, little lamb, Mary had a little lamb, Mary had a little lamb, And he was wondrous wise. She also had a bear.

6 And everywhere that Mary went, 12 I've often seen her little lamb, Mary went, Mary went, Little lamb, little lamb, Everywhere that Mary went, I've often seen her little lamb, Hard trials and tribulations. But I've yet to see her bear.

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Johnny Graw New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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m 1 ^m m^ m Haven't seeVi Johnny for half a day, Tell that Missouri I can't stay. m m Put on his coat afore his shirt, Because he had no shirt there first.

2 Johnny took oats to feed the hoss,

Ate them himself, and the boss was cross. What did the hoss eat? Where is he at? Ate nothing at all, and not quite that! [Refrain]

3 Johnny had turnips to feed the sheep,

Instead he gave them tobacco leaf. What did you do with the turnips, glutton? Keep them till I get some mutton. [Refrain]

4 Boss setting out for a fancy toot

Ordered Johnny to clean his suit. Johnny said it'll be ready in a minute, Beat that suit with the boss still in it.

[Refrain]

5 Johnny lay down on the railroad track,

Engine came by and slapped his back. Johnny didn't cry, didn't wince, didn't whine: If you do that again, it'll tickle my spine. [Refrain]

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/ Wish I Were A Crank New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

1 I wish I were a crank;

could marry some king's daughter; I

I'd patent my new hydroplane

that travels under water; I'd have a scheme to live a thousand years, and never dying Till Congress passed my proposal ending advertisers' lying.

Refrain: With a bow, wow wow, bow-wow, wow wow, We'll all go out a-Maying with a whack! Row dee dow.

2 I wish I were a crank;

oppose fluoridization; I'd I'd point out every neighbor I thought dangerous to the nation;

My eggs would set to boil for just two minutes and eighteen seconds, And when I paid a fare, I'd want to know how it was reckoned. [Refrain]

3 I wish I were a crank; join a dozen associations

And learn their by-laws all by heart, to tie up operations; I'd scan the TV programs, and protest all deviations; I'd teach the mayor how to may, and the minister salvation. [Refrain]

4 Iwish I were a crank; I'd complain of pain to animals,

Of ladies in a restaurant, or sterile-seed perennials; The traffic board would hear my views on vital some improvement Which could be guaranteed to freeze all vehicular movement. [Refrain]

5 I wish I I would write to every editor

were a crank; To prove how juggling funds around can stymie every creditor; I'd say, get rid of busybodies, the world will be the roomier Just follow my pet diet, and you never will feel gloomier. [Refrain]

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A Donkey Named Pete New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN F C

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1 In Scarlett Town there lived a donkey, his maiden name was Pete; He grew moss upon his back, but he was lightning on his feet; One day he drank too many oysters, which made him cross and thin, Till hisbones weighed seventeen ounces, counting the dew upon his shin.

2 Singing a once a more, a dunce a more, and once a more around,

Put the snowballs on his tombstone and postcards by the pound; Singing a once a more, a dunce a more, and once a more around, With the water so cold, it makes us shy; for Pete's sake, do sit down.

3 That donkey named Pete kicked the bucket when the bucket was full of glue; He rose high into his stockings when a spark fell in his shoe; He couldn't run the terminal railroad, he ran it into the ground, But after he ate the manganese, not much of Pete was found.

4 Singing a once a more, a dunce a more, and once a more around,

Put the snowballs on his tombstone and postcards by the pound; Singing a once a more, a dunce a more, and once a more around, With the water so cold, it makes us shy; for Pete's sake, do sit down.

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Knick Knack Cadillac New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN F$m

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There's a girl in the diner on the If for bumblebees on the

you look Jaycee Line, Jaycee Line, There's a girl in the diner on the If you look for bumblebees on the Jaycee Line. Jaycee Line, There's a girl in the diner, If you look for bumblebees,

And her cheeks are made of chiner, There are hundreds in the cheese, You may kiss her if you find her on You will bite them through their the Jaycee Line. knees on the Jaycee Line, [ftefrain] Refrain [twice]: Come a rig-a-jag-a-jig jag, a Once we made a clammy pie on the rig-a-jag-a-jig, Jaycee Line, Come a rig-a-jag-a-jigger on Once we made a clammy pie on the the Jaycee Line. Jaycee Line. Once we made a clammy pie, And the crust rose to the sky, But itisn't safe to fly on the

J aycee Line. [Refrain]

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Sally Goodin New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

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I looked down the road and I saw You can't fool a bee on a huckle- my Sally coming, berry blossom, I thought to my soul I would kill You can't fool Sally with the lies myself a-running, you're tossin', I looked down the road and I saw You can't fool a bee on a huckle- my Sally coming, berry blossom, I thought to my soul I would kill You can't fool Sally with the lies myself a-running. you're tossin'. [Refrain]

Refrain: I walked her down the road when

Have a piece of pie and have the road wasn't muddy, a piece of puddin', I hugged Sally Goodin till she Have a little care when you couldn't stand steady, hug Sally Goodin, I walked her down the road when Have a piece of pie and have the road wasn't muddy, a piece of puddin', I hugged Sally Goodin till she Have a little care when you couldn't stand steady. hug Sally Goodin. [Refrain]

Well, you go in and dance and I'll

sit down beside her,

Oh Sally, won't you have a taste of this cider, Well you go in and dance and I'll

sit down beside her,

Oh Sally, won't you have a taste of this cider? [Refrain]

A sheep and a cow were walking

in the pasture, The sheep said to the cow, can't you walk a little faster, A sheep and a cow were walking in the pasture, The sheep said to the cow, can't you walk a little faster? [Refrain]

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Don't Stub Your Toe On Friday New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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Ionce had a horse, his name was Bill, I'm going out in the woods next year And when he ran, he couldn't stand still, To hunt for several kinds of deer Ran away for a day, that Friday I With molasses, with a tight- rope, ran with him. and several other fellers. He he could not stop ran so fast, At trapping birds I am a beaut, Till he ended up in a florist shop, There is no bird I cannot shoot Fell exhaustionated with his eyeteeth In the haunches, in the ear-lobes, in the florister's left shoulder. in the teeth or lower finners. Don't stub your toe on Friday, Don't stub your toe on Friday, Don't stub your toe on Friday, Don't stub your toe on Friday, Don't stub your toe on Friday, Don't stub your toe on Friday, It's green, it's square, and it's Those skates for plates, they make chewing on the apples. me feel so sleepy.

Ionce had a girl, her name was Daisy, Once I went up in a fog so big, When she sang, the cat went crazy, The people on earth looked just Delirious with viruses and all sorts like a pig, of cataleptics. Like a mice, like a katydid, like One day she sang that song about flyses or like fleasens. The man who turned himself inside out, The fog churned up with its bottom He's never been to Watertown or side higher, lots of other places. Fell on the wife of a country squire, Don't stub your toe on Friday, She made a noise like a crankcase Don't stub your toe on Friday, with ecstatic cherry syrup. Don't stub your toe on Friday, Don't stub your toe on Friday, Look here, it's queer, that leaky Don't stub your toe on Friday, patch in the icebox. Don't stub your toe on Friday, I'm glad you're glad I'm glad the dance is over.

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1Unfortunate Miss Bailey New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN

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A captain bold of Halifax who lived in country quarters

Seduced a maid, who hanged herself one Monday in her garters. His guilty conscience smited him, he lost his stomach daily, He took to drinking ratafee and thought upon Miss Bailey. Oh, Miss Bailey, unfortunate Miss Bailey.

One night, as he lay on his bed, 'cause he had got a fever,

Said he, "I am a handsome man, but I'm a gay deceiver!" At twelve o'clock that very night his candle burned quite palely, A ghost stepped up to his bedside and cried, "Behold, Miss Bailey!" Oh, Miss Bailey, unfortunate Miss Bailey.

"Dear ghost," said he, "since you and I accounts must once for all close, There one-pound note in my regimental small-clothes, is a 'Twill bribe the sexton for your grave." The ghost then vanished gaily, Saying, "Bless you, wicked Captain Smith! Remember poor Miss Bailey! " Oh, Miss Bailey, unfortunate Miss Bailey.

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Three Times Over New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZOEN O^m E G*B

1 I've been to Harlem, I've been to

Dover, I've traveled this wide world all over, Over, over, three times over, Balance to the pretty girl and turn your glasses over.

Refrain: Sailing east, sailing west, Sailing over the ocean, You'd better watch out when the boat begins to rock, Or you'll lose your girl in the ocean.

2 Ihad a dog, his name was Rover,

When he died, he died all over, Over, over, three times over, Balance to the pretty girl and turn your glasses over. [Refrain]

3 Fall of the year comes in October,

Often down and seldom sober, Sober, sober three times over, Balance to the pretty girl and turn your glasses over. [Refrain]

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Clear The Kifchen New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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r r rrrr There was an old horse lay down in the road, And on his hip sat a hump-backed toad, He raised his voice to the woods around, And hark! From the tomb came a doleful sound.

Refrain: So clear the kitchen, old folks, young folks, Clear the kitchen, old folks, young folks, Old Virginny never tire.

2 I went to the creek, and I couldn't get across,

Had nobody there but an old blind horse, But Old Man Dillon came riding by, Says he, "Your horse will surely die!" [Refrain

3 That horse fell down right on the spot.

Says he, "Can't you see, his eyes are shot?" So I took my knife and off with his skin, And when he came to, I could ride him again. [Refrain]

4 A jaybird sat on a hickory limb,

He winked at me and I winked at him, Then I picked up a stone and I hit his shin; Says he, "You better not do that again." [Refrain]

5 A bullfrog dressed in soldier's clothes

Went out in the field to shoot some crows; The crows smelled powder and flew away, And wasn't that frog mighty mad that day? [Refrain]

6 I have a sweetheart, she lives uptown,

And whenever she meets me, she wears a frown, And when she strolls the streets around The hollow of her foot makes a hole in the ground. [Refrain]

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mg Co/e New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN

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Now Old King Cole was a merry old Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul, soul, And a merry old soul was he; And a merry old soul was he; He sent for his pipe and he sent for He sent for his pipe and he sent for his bowl, his bowl, And he sent for his fiddlers three. And he sent for his trumpeters three. And the fiddlers fiddled feedledee And the trumpeters trumped a and tweedle, tweedle, trumpatata tada tada tada tweedle, tada trumpa, And the fiddlers fiddled tweedle And the trumpeters trumped a trumpa deedle dee, tada tada tee, Feedle feedle, tweedle tweedle, Trumpa trumpatata tada tada, trumpa deedle tweedle, feedle tada tada tada tada trumpa, feedle, Tata trumpatada trumped the trumpet- Feedle deedle played the fiddlers ers three. three. Now Old King Cole was a merry old Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul, soul, And a merry old soul was he; And a merry old soul was he; He sent for his pipe and he sent for He sent for his pipe and he sent for his bowl, his bowl, And he sent for his drummers three. And he sent for his fifers three. 'And the drummers drummed a bump And the fifers fifed a fyodle and a bump ditty, pom pom ditty toodle, toodle, toodle, pom pom bump ditty, And the fifers fifed a fyodle toodle And the drummers drummed a bump dee, ditty pom pom dee, Fyodle fyodle, toodle toodle, toodle Bump ditty, bump ditty, pom pom toodle, fyodle fyodle, pom pom, ditty bump pom pom Fyodle toodle fifed the fifers three. pom ditty bump pom, Bumpaditty pom pom drummed the drummers three.

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Now Old King Cole was a merry old 7 Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul, soul,And a merry old soul was he; And a merry old soul was he;He sent for his pipe and he sent for He sent for his pipe and he sent for his bowl, his bowl,And he sent for his clarinets three. And he sent for his mandolinsAnd the clarinets mewled a noodle three. noodle, oodle, oodle, oodle, And the mandolins picked a picka-And the clarinets mewled a noodle tickle, eedlelicka needle- oodle-iddle lee, licka pickatickle,Noodle noodle, oodle-iddle oodle, And the mandolins picked a picka- canoodle oodle-iddle noodle- tickle nee, iddle oodle, Nee nee pickatickle eedlelickaNoodle-iddle oodle mewled the needlelicka, peedlelicka clarinets three. needlelicka pickatickle eedlelicka,Now Old King Cole was a merry old Pickatickle eedlelicka picked the soul, mandolins three.And a merry old soul was he;He sent for his pipe and he sent for 8 Now Old King Cole was a merry old his bowl, soul,And he sent for his tromboners And a merry old soul was he; three. He sent for his pipe and he sent forAnd the tromboners toned a tome- his bowl, bada dome dome, bomebada And he sent for his 'cellos three. bomebada borne borne, And the 'cellos zoomed a zoozeeAnd the tromboners toned a tome- nigha, zwigha, zwigha nigha, bada borne borne bee, And the 'cellos zoomed a woozeeTomebada tomebada, borne borne nigha zee, bomebada, bomebada tome- With a pizzicato zoozee nigha, bada dome dome domebada, zwigha, zwigha, woozee,Bomebada domebada toned the Nigha zwigha zoomed the 'cellos tromboners three. three.

Now Old King Cole was a merry old

soul, And a merry old soul was he; He sent for his pipe and he sent for his bowl, And he listened to his orchestra play. And the [fiddlers fiddled. . . , fifers fifed. . . , trumpeters trumped . . . , drummers drummed. . .

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And he listened to his orchestra

play.

103 Jenny Jenkins New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CA2DEN

isn't any use. [Refrain]

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dear, Oh my dear, Oh, what will you wear, Jennie Jenkins? Well, what will you care if I just go bare? [Refrain]

105 The Flapjacks Tree New Words and New Music Arrangement by NORMAN CAZDEN A D

fW 1 Oh, the praties, they grow small over there, Yes, the praties, they grow small over there. Why, the praties, they grow small, For we plant them in the fall, Then we eat them, skins and all, over there.

The mosquitoes are so mean in July,

Yes, mosquitoes are so mean in July. The mosquitoes are so mean, When they've picked your bones clean, They will chew your boots and jeans as they fly.

Don't you wish that you were me

when I sleep? Don't you wish that you were me when I sleep? Don't you wish that you were me, Then you'd see what I can see, Flapjacks growing on a tree in the deep.

How I wish I were a geese all forlorn!

Yes, I wish I were a geese all forlorn! Oh, I wish I were a geese, Then I'd live and die in peace While accumulating grease night and morn.

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